Yes, my very first boyfriend. Jeff. Young love, so sweet, so innocent, so long ago!
He and I were in elementary school together in Leesville, Louisiana, where both our dads were stationed in the Army. I am not sure what grade exactly, I am thinking it was second. I know there was one other boy that had caught my eye around the same time, but when I think of my life so long ago, back in second grade, it is Jeff that I think of as my “boyfriend.”
Imagine, a boyfriend in the second grade!
The other day my mother phoned and told me she had something for me. Hannah and I were going out and so she told us to come by. I was curious…my mother is famous for pulling jokes as well as buying my child some really pretty things, so it was a complete surprise as to what awaited us when we arrived.
It was this….
One of my first love letters, found by mom while thumbing through a book she found in my daddy’s study, and it caused us to go on a hunt to find this picture…
I remember this day…we went somewhere with Jeff and his mom and when my mom tried to take a picture of us sitting together in the backseat, he grabbed me and pulled me on his lap… oh boys, don’t you just love ‘em??
Valentine’s Day is fast approaching. It is the perfect time of year for me to have found this old letter and picture. I have had many memorable Valentine Days, and my life has been full of crazy boys. There has never been a dull moment where my love life was concerned!
After reading his little letter once again, all these years later, I am just hoping that I answered poor Jeff’s plea for a letter and a picture. There is no way of knowing. I even tried to google and facebook him this past week, just to see…but there is no way to find someone lost to me so many years ago. We were military kids. I have the return address on the envelope but the trail runs cold there. My parents don’t remember his parents’ names or where the family was originally from. It makes me sad. I have had such fun reconnecting with people from my past, I would love to chat with him, see how his life turned out and most of all find out if my third grade self ever answered his letter.
So, Jeffrey Mobley, who lived in Leesville, LA in in the early seventies… if you are out there or someone who knows you is out there and reading this… PLEASE send an email…I would love to hear from you!!
1 comment:
So sweet! I've been finding fun friends from my past on FB also. The danger tho, is that some of the people I'd rather not find are popping up. A little sticky sometimes!
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