Apparently, she mentioned my name and he "remembered me."
Um, he better! Remember the back seat of that crappy Chevy Nova and...and... *sigh*
Just because he was my first crush didn't mean I was his! He was older, after all.
So it got me thinking about my childhood and boys and crushes.
I was a total 70's-early 80's wild child.
And I copied my older sister a lot.
When she hung up posters of Shaun Cassidy from The Hardy Boys/Nancy Drew Mysteries series (am I aging myself?), I hung the other heart-throb in the series: Parker Stevenson!
And when she hung up David Cassidy from The Partridge Family on her bedroom wall, I hung up teen idol/singer: Leif Garrett!
That's right. uh.huh.
How do these *hotties* compare to the characters in my YA books?
Hmm...my hotties are more quiet and unassuming, but they do seem to bushy hair and pretty eyes. :D
(hardyboysfans.webs, stuckinthe70s.com, yourdailynewspaper.blogspot.com)