Baring My Soul (and yes, I can do that in public)
Again, my humble apologies for blog news being so slow. Anyway, I would like to use this blog entry to explain the truth about myself. I had been trying to come up with the words to express my feelings about it, without blowing up at myself, but after much deliberation, I'd decided to bare my soul. It happened 16 years ago, in May of 1994. Around this time, the Nazareth High School Senior Prom was coming and I couldn't get a date. I'd decided to go by myself—and I'd realized that was the hugest, saddest mistake of my life. A female friend of mine, named Georgiana Holder, promised me the last dance of the night. However, when the time came for such a dance, I was left high and dry and the only wallflower in the room. Since that day, I'd wanted to get that moment back, but when I did get it back, on my 30th birthday, I'd also realized I'd wanted it videotaped, and no one, not even me, thought to bring a video camera. To make matters worse, after bl