The story of SC and the vixen....
It was 1981, I had just been dumped by the GF of two years (she married another guy a few months later). I was at the Runway in Fort Dodge - a dance club - and saw a table full of girls having a great time. There was a VERY cute blond, laughing, vivacious, full of life. I decided I had to meet her.
So I went over and asked her to dance. (She later confessed that she had seen me there many times, and always secretly hoped that I would ask her to dance....back in the days of disco I was sort of the king of the dance floor.) We danced and talked all night. At closing time I wanted to spend some more time with her, so I asked her if she would come to my apartment. (I promised to be a complete gentleman, which I was.) She informed me that she had ridden together with these other girls, and I said, well, they can come too.
So we all head over to my place. My roommate at the time was the morning DJ on K92 and he was just getting up to go to work. So he entertained her friends, and we started getting to know each other. It occurred to me that I had met someone who really liked me - for who I am - and that was pretty cool.
Finally about 6:00AM she informs me that she has to leave, as she is moving to Colorado THAT VERY DAY. She had a little girl - had gotten pregnant her senior year of high school - and there was a guy from her hometown living in Colorado, he had asked her to come live with him. I knew the guy, wasn't sure he was exactly a great father figure (or husband), but kept my mouth shut.
So we parted. I went to work, with a very heavy heart. About 10AM a girl calls Rick on the request line and asks him to play a song for me, call "When Will I See You Again" by the THree Degrees. Well, needless too say, my heart broke a little bit.
Now, fast forward to 2011. Thirty years later. We had both been married, had kids, lived our lives, etc. My divorce was final on May 24, and on June 4, I got a message on Facebook from the vixen (of course I didn't call her that then!). It was just like opening the front door during a storm arriving - all those memories, of that one night, came rushing back to me in a flurry. Of course I answered her post. It turned out she was divorcing her husband, as he had basically been a total disaster. Too much detail to go into, but she had lived a very difficult life for 30 years.
Anyway.....things progressed, and here we are, both so very thankful that we found that special someone. I never thought it would happen, in fact I was quite sure after my divorce that I would not remarry. That didn't last long!!!!