walking arm in arm with my love through the park? Why werent we listening to Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong sing heavenly jazz? Why didnt he pull me in close and whisper the sweet nothings I want to hear right on my bare neck? Why havent these old gym clothes turned into sexy night lounge wear, why are these chap lips not glossed over with shades of bright red? I have most definitely grown up in the wrong generation....
A sweet photo of my Grandparents...
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