My first crush

I had a crush on Keith and married him one day in the sandbox as his brother Jim, a year or so younger than we were, performed the ceremony.

We were 5 years old. And we’d just finished digging to China with our buddy, another Jim, who lived down the street.

I was reminded of this first marriage when I opened the most recent issue of The Sun. It’s a little bit gloomy, but the writing is always superb.

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