The Summer Of '79

The Summer heat had kicked in for the sailor who had just returned from overseas. Everyone was thinking let’s hit the pool. But before he could agree on that, he was struck by the look of this beautiful dame. One he had never seen around these parts. Not wasting any time, he approached her with a compliment. His words were " I don't think I've ever seen such magnificent work of art made by The Master’s Hands.”

She smiles, and began to blush. And says to him, “I've never had a man greet me in such a way that makes me feel so heavenly.”

He kindly introduced himself. “And what is your name?”, He asked.

As she began to tell him her name, the wind blows by ever so gently across her face, as her hair flows with the wind, and she says,” My name is Mary.”

His heart skips a beat as he hears her speak. He gazed upon her lips which were perfect, her cheeks and nose had such volume, they complimented the silhouette of her eyes....

They took a walk that lasted until the sun went down....

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