Her Name Was Lisa

I was a kid, just feeling’ my oats. It was the summer of 1976 and I was at the ripe old age of sixteen. She lived on the other side of the lake, all the way at the end of the long narrow bay in a big brick home on top a big hill. Her home had a pool and a boathouse filled with the latest and greatest toys of the day.

We went to the same junior high school for those three years and every weekend I would see her out on the lake sailing or skiing with her family. She was a long tall beauty with waist length brunette hair, blue eyes and a smile that made me go weak in the knees every time I saw her. I was a young boy, infatuated and smitten with this gal.

In that day, I was far too lacking in self confidence to attempt being serious friends with her. Self confidence appeared to come so easily to other guys but not for me, or at least it seemed that way. It was a crushing experience, those days to watch other guys interact with her so easily. I was jealous.

In those excellent, exciting and glorious High School years to come, it became much easier for me to interact with people in general yet even to this day I still wonder if I had been a much more gregarious person during those tender years, if Lisa and I could have been friends or even more. You know, I’m not sure if I would go back through those years again if I were given the chance. Thank you Lisa, where ever you are. Today I cherish these memories of so long ago on our beautiful lake in the north country.

And they called it Puppy Love!!

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8 Responses

  1. You have no idea what became of her, or where she went?

    I wouldn’t want to go back to those years, and there’s no use in speculating in all those “what ifs”. Sweet memory, though … I guess we’ll just have to treasure the nice memories we have.

    1. No idea where Lisa went, she went to a different High School than I did after the Junior High years. I probably shouldn’t think about this shit but this one memory has cropped up in my mind so many times over the years…

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