You Just Don't Forget

It was 9th grade, Walter J. Damrosh JHS 136. My FIRST girlfriend. You
never forget your first, right? That year was 1974, or 75 ? Fast
forward. I'm living in Westchester County, Mount Vernon. I walk to the
Number 2 train station. I worked on 75th street and Broadway,
Citeralla's. On the train she asks me my name and tells me who she is.
Very pretty looking, its her, my first GF !! She's married with
children, we make plans to see each other, but I can't remeber if we
exchanged numbers. Me, I'm cooking everywhere, Westchester County,
Philly, NYC and CT, all over the place. So we got out of touch.

Fast forward a little more. Me working and living in New Rochelle,
working for Stop & Shop. The year 2001. And then the untinkable happens,
9/11. I think she said she worked there. I'm heart broken. Every year
after that I think of her and the last time I saw her on the train,
always pretty, braids in her hair. I search all data bases for her name,
but remembered she is married, and might have her husbands last name.

FF one more time, present day. On the F train, thinking of her again.
FACEBOOK !! It comes to mind. Get home search her name that I knew her
as. Profiles come up, some with pictures. One has a pic of the D, 4 and
5 train saying Yankee Stadium, so I send a message. FOUND HER !!!
Received an email from my FB page, requested add...... 2day is a GOOD
DAY !!
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