July 8th is the date of my first kiss, the date of many firsts. I realized that this date is always one of reflection – a marker of where I am. This year – I feel itchy, like I would like to do something a little wild and different. Well, I’ve got a new book to read…<\/p>\n
My first kiss was in 1978 on July 8th- and the boy I kissed in Montreal while attending the International Assembly of Jehovah’s Witnesses was the recipient of such honor for such a shallow, shallow reason. He reminded me of Robbie Benson, and I wanted to see what a kiss was like. <\/p>\n
Look, there just weren’t a lot of JW boys, and even fewer of them sane AND ok with a kiss. <\/p>\n
This boy was a terrible kisser, unfortunately – and oh, did I ever get in trouble for going off alone with him! And after having listened to an hour-long sermon against disco, too! <\/p>\n
My reputation never recovered among the JWs. There is no real sense of scale among the JWs – a kiss almost might as well be fornication. <\/p>\n
Wasn’t worth it, not in any way. But I still remember the date, cuz I’m such a girl about things like that. Anyway, it’s a reinforcing sort of thing. There are some other important personal anniversaries that happened to fall on July 8th. It’s just my month for stuff. I love July.<\/p>\n
So, moving on, Robbie Benson has a website<\/a> – and he’s still a total cutie. I like the music from “Open Heart<\/a>” that plays on the site – looks like he’s still married to the same wonderful woman (Karla DeVito, any relation?). Not sure about those names he gave the kids (Lyric and Zephyr). <\/p>\n He directed an episode of “Friends”? He was the voice of the Beast in “Beauty and the Beast”? Well, it looks like he’s done a lot of interesting things since…. well, um….”Ode to Billy Joe,” “One on One,” and especially “Ice Castles.” Yes, I was just that corny when I was young. Hey! I was only a teeny-bopper – and Robbie Benson had nice brown hair, those big big eyes, that mouth….<\/p>\n So here’s to Robbie Benson – Long life and happiness to you and yours!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" July 8th is the date of my first kiss, the date of many firsts. I realized that this date is always one of reflection – a marker of where I am. This year – I feel itchy, like I would like to do something a little wild and different. Well, I’ve got a new book to read… My first kiss was in 1978 on July 8th- and the boy I kissed in Montreal while attending the International Assembly of Jehovah’s…<\/p>\n