Discuss your first love.
Well, the first crush that I can remember is that of Grady Fitzpatrick. Grady Fitzpatrick was I think 5 or 6 years older than me and as I remember, he was athletic (I thought) and was handsome. He lived on the corner of Green Street and King Street in my hometown of Vergennes. He may or may not have been on swim team with me and my brother. At some point, he and his family moved and he left my dreams. But what I remember him most was when my mom and I (sometimes with my brother) would go strawberry picking at Scotts Berry Farm in Ferrisburg, Grady would be working there. I was probably 9 or 10 at the time but thought he was pretty wonderful.
Thank's to google (aka 21-century stalking), I found him. Happily married with a little less hair, but still a great smile. Though his eyes look weird in this picture. Eh, nobody's perfect.
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