PHOTO PROMPT © Lisa Fox
Cupid’s Bow
Memoir. Year 1961
“Meet you at Cupid’s Bow at three!,” Bobby’s fading voice said as we each rode our bikes away from each other. Bobby didn’t need to say it because it had been our routine every day without fail this summer. My family was headed back to Chicago next week. I was hoping Bobby would ask me to go steady with him before then.
When I got to the cabin, mom was packing up.
“Aunt Myrtle had a stroke; we’re leaving in an hour.”
No time to say good-bye.
Next summer, Bobby was riding bikes with a cute redhead.
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Rochelle Wisoff-Fields is the host of Friday Fictioneers.
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So much for Bobby, who needs him anyway. Great Sam Cooke song!
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:) Thanks, Randy!
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So much for summer romance! Nicely done.
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Thanks, V :)
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I don’t think it would have lasted anyway.
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Teenage romance, probably not, and a whole year between, lots can happen. Thanks for reading, James.
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Poor Bobby. He never knew she didn’t stand him up
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I know :( Back in those days we didn’t have cell phones, and maybe they hadn’t even exchanged addresses.
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Wow! That’s one beautiful tree. 🤩❤️
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I know! I was freaking out when I saw it.
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Clearly not worth her time. (K)
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Summer crushes are always remembered fondly, but maybe this one has a few extra bits in it.
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Bobby’s span of attention seems a tad underdeveloped. But it was ever thus, with first loves. Nicely done.
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Sandra, thanks very much.
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Dear Lisa,
Oh those summer romances that become fond memories. I’m sure her quick exit made Bobby feel stood up. Great photo. Thanks for the share.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Rochelle, yes. My first crush is still vividly remembered although unrequited. His name was Doug and “Sugar Sugar” was on the radio.
Thank you, and you are very welcome.
Shalom,
Lisa
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I suspect if mobile telephones were available then, it would not have made any difference. So fleeting is young love.
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James, at least her mom could have driven by Bobby’s house on the way out of town so she could tell him goodbye, leave a note, etc.
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I did it again! I am anonymous.
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Poor Bobby, but poor her too. I’m sure there were a few tears shed over that one. Still, better to have loved and lost… maybe the abrupt ending made the memory sweeter than any other kind.
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Good thoughts, Jen. Thanks for reading.
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Oh, how tragic! But similar to what elmowrites says, maybe the memory will be sweeter down the road…
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Thanks, Steve.
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You’re welcome, Lisa.
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Oh, the tragedy! Of course, in today’s time, a text would have been at least a good-bye.
And yet, somehow, I think we’ve lost the real with the onset of the immediacy of cell phones and this lovely write has the poignancy one would not have otherwise. Nicely done!
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Dale, lovely and eloquent comment. Thank you very much.
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Why thank YOU! :)
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i suppose he had moved on—and so should she.
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he’s probably had a dozen “girlfriends” since summer ended. I agree on her moving on.
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Well we all know what type Bobby is! You deserve better 😄Lovey to hear Sam’s beautiful voice 💞
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Ange, I’m sure she’ll realize that at some point. Yes, he has such a smooth voice.
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❤️
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It was nice while it lasted!
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I’m sure it was :)
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Those young summer romances do leave a mark but seem to be a part of growing up. I love the song, Lisa!
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Yes they do. Glad you like it, Brenda.
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Young love as fleeting as youth. Sam Cooke is one of my favorites, great song choice!
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Yes it is. Glad you like the song :)
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Aww, such is life, I guess… summer days – just smiling!
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:) <3
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Oh dear. Bobby missed out I’m sure. Before cell phones was a different time, right? No way of communicating. Great story of teenage romance and how quick it ends
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Laurie, thanks much for reading and your comment.
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