Privileged to have been ‘Dave’s date’ to Jonesboro High School prom in 1978…so cute, adorable, genuine, delightful…like going to the party with The Party :] I know we had a special enough connection that that even happened and two things are for certain:
1 I have reflected many times on enjoying that night so much...including absolutely tearing up the dance floor with him in my arms to Donna Summer’s ‘I Feel Love’ the long play [reminder this is 1978]…AND he could dance like no other…AND he could ‘partner’ dance…we did the Pretzel…AND we melted down caught up in the Diva’s mesmerizing/provocative abandon…AND I got to do all that with him…flashing those big blues and long lashes in my face/up close each torrid cycle that we flew into each other…feeding off his energy and specialness, feeling lucky to have experienced all that with him. We didn’t stop for the entire 12 minutes and maybe people circled to watch? Not exactly sure about that but it was epic in my mind and how many times does that happen in a lifetime?
2 I have thought of reaching out to him many times since high school days and did not :\ He was one of the people from that era I really, truly cherished. My loss.
David you are a gorgeous person…mind, body, spirit. I was already missing you for all these years. Looking forward to an later embrace. <3 oxoo