The year was 1967

I had not brought a change of clothes as requested by my sweetheart. So consequently I was stuck with a tux for most of the evening. Her younger sister offered a polo shirt to replace the dress shirt, studs and tux jacket. I was on my own with the pants. With that being the case, we couldn't watch the sunrise together out in her yard as she wanted, she didn't want me to ruin the pants.

The reason for the disappointment was a parenting decision. My father thought it inappropriate that a boy would bring a change of clothes to watch the sun rise from his girlfriend's yard after the prom. It was right before leaving for the prom when I got my sex talk....."leave the dress down and your pants up". Memorable words to say the least, but it worked.

For the wee hours of the morning, my sweetheart had prepared a few scrumptious dishes of food to snack on while I was there. The only damper to that time with my sweetheart was when my "adversary" invited himself in. We both knew him because he sat next to the two of us in civics class. My sweetheart couldn't find it in her heart to shoo him away as his date abandoned him earlier in the evening. He stayed but for an hour or so, but it seemed like an eternity. To pass the time we even played a few games of Mousetrap. I'm sure he had other plans in mind. I was happy when he decided to leave out of boredom. I thought he'd never go.

I acted as the "boy scout" that I was then and made the decision to respect the wishes of my father and the friendship with my sweetheart. I was too busy having a good time just being near her. Although looking back now, I could have at least given her a kiss. Not that it matters now, but I'm sure our friendship would be different today if I made a different decision back then.

In the early morning my sweetheart arranged to have her uncle come by, pick me up and drive me home. In hindsight, I should have simply taken a bus.