How can you forget your first kiss? It was in my closet with Victoria, the girl next door. We where about in the fifth grade. Her younger brother and sister where on the other side of the door asking “What are you doing in there?”
We kissed each other on the cheek a couple of times and then one of us said how about the lips this time? Pretty racey for ten year olds around 1957.

Now I must talk of THE kiss. The one that lead to my first true love.
We where walking home from our first date at the movies. It was a cold Bronx winter evening. I still remember the date 2/2/62. With snow on the ground.
We stopped in a small playground near her building and leaning against this large cement turtle (sounds funny when I think of it) we embraced.
Let me tell you, my feet where not cold anymore. Same for my nose, hands or anything else!
We went on to become great friends over the decades but have lost touch. Jill, if your out there I hope all is well.