Telling the Truth

As boyfriends go, grades 5 to 7 were my Golden Girl Years.  Artie was it.  I felt a little attraction toward him—especially when he gave me gifts.  But it was miniscule compared to his pursuit of me which included regular pleas for me to ‘help’ him with his homework.

Artie was my only designated boyfriend before I went to college at age 16.  In fact, I arrived at college without having had one single date.  This doesn’t mean I was oblivious to boys.  Here’s my annotated true confessions list of boys Read the rest of this entry »