VALman says:

Capturing memories from afar . . . Her name was Mary Lou. I was so terrified to ask her to dance that I was convinced, as I walked across the gym floor, everybody there could hear my heart pounding. My fears were relieved when with a sweet smile she said yes to my request and took my hand. Holding her close, I just knew heaven couldn’t be any better.

While there were other dances and other times together, rash and brash decisions by me took our paths in different directions. Over the years, various tunes, those of the Beach Boys included, ushered memories of Mary Lou into the present.
While I now listen to music infrequently. Your sharing of this brought back, once again, the memories of that young woman and young man.

Even though there’s considerable pleasantness to them, there’s also a tinge of sadness. Not just for what might have been for us, but also for today’s generation. Because I’m not sure how many are experiencing the goodness, the wholesomeness, that we did. If their music is any indication compared to that of my time, I would think not too many. And, that’s sad.