At this point you know more about me than you ever wanted to know. I've only recently figured out that I've toiled all my life to please a woman. Let me be honest with you here, I haven't done a very good job of it, but then, you knew that part.
It probably started with showing off for Alison Lewis in the third grade. She lives somewhere else now so I don't bother her all that often these days. We probably danced together two or three times over the years. Doesn't sound like major romance, I know, but I get flustered typing her name. I would be lying if I denied hoping that someone will read this tripe over the phone to her.
For years I have said that I played rock'n'roll to "pick up girls." I have felt guilty every single time that I said that and I never "picked up a girl." Now I read somewhere a quote from a musician who said that he started playing music so that girls would like him. He asked, rhetorically, "Isn't that how all people decide on a career? Something to make the opposite sex like them?"
Yeah, boy! That's what I meant. Eloquence was never my strong suit.
My mom and my grandmother loved me unconditionally and approved of my every move. They were my first heroes. I could have stood in the middle of Fifth Avenue and... you know.
By the way, I don't use the word, girl, disrespectfully. I love girls.
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