Jean lived out near the Mall, so we decided to meet out her way. I was 14, maybe. An imbecile.
I remember a few things. Their priority will show why this was a middle school disaster.
On the bus out to the mall I heard Steppenwolf’s The Pusher.
I also heard Norman Greenbaum’s fantastic Spirit in the Sky.
My buddy Bobby’s brother suggested that if the word “tissue” came up one should say –Tissue, I hardly know you.
We were in the camera shop when Jean said tissue.