Girls Girls Girls
I grew up in small towns. I still live in a small town. In a small town, when a pretty young thing smiles at you and says hi, it doesn't mean anything. You just say hi back and go on with your day. You know it's just the way things are in a small town. If I was anyone else, they'd say hi just the same. This could be a clue as to why I was always pretty dense about girls and women (yes, some Mrs. Robinsons) who were into me. There are different levels of affection, of course, but I didn't want to explore them too deeply. Some girls wanted one thing, and some probably didn't even know they were giving off signals (I think they call those micro-expressions). The ones, however, who wouldn't take no for an answer were clearly not just saying hi. When I was in grade school, there were always crushes. It was one girl or another. And some of these girls meant business. They'd chase me until I couldn't breathe anymore on the playground, then th...