Whatever happened to Harry? is a series written as a follow up to My “cougar” days, part one
I hope you will all excuse me for taking a little breather. I needed some processing time. I’m going to interrupt my intended “cougar” series to tell you all about it. After you read what I’m about to tell you, I think you will forgive me; it was a little difficult to wrap my brain around it.
I ended my last post by recounting whatever became of the “engagement” ring and the tiny, perfect, silver cross. Not long after posting, I started to wonder whatever became of Harry. And so, I took my madd googling skillz to the interwebz and launched a quest to locate Harry, long-lost bestower of first kisses.
I started in the logical place – Facebook. It’s like the village green of the entire planet, or maybe more like Tevye’s dream in Fiddler On The Roof – eventually, everyone you ever knew is going to pass through there. Unfortunately, a search for “Harry M*** “ came up nil; likewise “Harold M***”. I googled around a bit but kept coming back to Facebook, looking for people we’d hung out with back then, to see if they knew how to contact him.
And then one morning over coffee, I remembered Harry’s sister Jennie. She and my older brother were in the same graduating class, and we’d had an elective together – History of the Occult, where the only thing I remember learning is that Dracula’s real name was Vlad the Impaler. I found her profile easily, and cruised through her friends list in search of her brother. The only “Harry” I found on her friend list was a “Harold A*****”. Disappointed, I abandoned the search and started my work day.
But something kept nibbling at my brain about this. It was not improbable that he just wasn’t on Facebook – after all, none of my own brothers had signed up. Still, something nagged at me about it. I could not get it off my mind, and then halfway through the work day, it dawned on me. I remembered teasing Harry about his initials, but being a theater geek, he was quite proud that they spelled H.A.M. …..
Before I knew it, I found myself wading through Jennie’s friend list again, clicking on Harold A*****, whereupon I was faced with the typical “Harold only shares certain information with everyone. To learn more about Harold, add him as a friend.” Well, I wasn’t about to do that until I was sure. His profile picture was no help. It was not actually a picture, but the logo of some dot com. I plugged the address into the URL bar, and…
Oh.
My.
GAWD
I hit the “back” button on the browser, fast.
TO BE CONTINUED…
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Oh boy, this sounds interesting. Can’t wait to hear the rest!!
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Snowbird
21 Aug 09 at 9:18 am
Oh, you are going to kill me. Being one of the most impatient people on the earth waiting for the story to unfold is going to make me insane! Now I’m going to go look for my first kiss….
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Gayle
21 Aug 09 at 3:45 pm
EWWWW I wouldn’t want to find my first kiss. I can say without a doubt it was the worst experience of my life. I was at my grandmothers house (which was bad enough to start with) he proceeded to kiss me and I swear he was trying to suck my face down his throat!
I can’t wait to read the follow-ups on Harry, I admit to being curious.
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MObugs41
21 Aug 09 at 4:07 pm
Gayle, I’m sorry – don’t mean to make you crazy, but the story was just too danged long for one post, so I serialized it. And besides, it’ll keep you coming back here! bwahahahahahaaaaaaaaa
Hi there, MObugs. I’m sorry your first kiss was so terrible! Mine was awesome, which is part of the reason I remember this guy so fondly. But wait’ll you hear….OY!
Erin
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Erin
21 Aug 09 at 5:24 pm