This happened in 1967, in the army, in Georgia.
On Saturday nights, if I wasn't on duty, I'd go
to the USO club in town, along with 100,
maybe 200 other guys

There was a girl there that everybody, I mean
everybody, wanted to dance with. She might
have been the only girl in the room, maybe in
the whole world.

She was tall, short brown hair, I think they called
it a pixie hairdo. She wore a mini-dress, the
kind that was just coming into fashion at 
the time.

She was as cute as............  Okay, think of
the cutest thing you can think of...
Got it?  She was cuter than that.
And her earrings; a small wooden ball on a 

string that dangled from each ear. They
danced crazy when she danced. When the
music started, every guy there tried to be
the first one to her chair.

I never, ever, got a dance with her.
200 guys faster than me. So I'd sit
and watch her dance, and color in
my dream for the night.

Once during a dance, her earring fell off. She
took the other one off and walked over to me.
To Me.....
I held out my hand, and she placed the earrings

in my palm. After the dance, she came over 
and got them.
She didn't say a word...I didn't say a word.
That was it.


The moment I was born for.