Flashback:1979
High school English class where we have been studying all the classic love poems. My teacher at the time presented a rather humorous take on this poetry with a poem of his own. The essence of his poem was to describe the classic poets as a bunch of horny men trying to lure young women into bed with a bunch of “flowery BS”. We were asked to write a response to one of these love poems set in contemporary times. Here’s the result…

Childhood memories of terror and first love found in gym class.

Many things converged in my life the day the Pope came to Philadelphia.

The tale of the February 26, 1979 total eclipse of the sun, how I got to the viewing point, and the rain that almost ruined the day.