First crush? Heck if I know. I had a lot of them.
Probably this guy:
Kids are strange. I undoubtedly had some sort of need to kick his ass or kiss him. At five years-old though, boys were stupid and gross (some of them are still stupid and gross at 42 as well… but for obviously different reasons). Anyway, if I ever do run into Peter McKay as an adult, I don’t think I’d even know him, really. It’s been 37 years for cripe’s sake. He undoubtedly has a mortgage, car payments, taxes to pay, maybe even a family to help feed. He wouldn’t need to be reminded of 37 years ago, back when a freckly, shaggy-haired blonde with knobby knees and a thumb-sucking addiction wanted to engage him in an inexplicable beat down.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “First Crush.”