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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368702" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Kissing Carol Ann</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Back in 1957 <br>kissing Carol Ann <br>behind the barn <br>in the middle of <br>a windswept field <br>of Goldenrod <br>with a sudden deer <br>watching was <br>something special, <br>let me tell you. <br>Back then, bobby sox <br>and big barrettes<br>and ponytails <br>were everywhere.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like many farmers, <br>Carol Ann's father <br>had a console radio <br>in the living room, <br>and every Saturday night <br>the family would gather 'round <br>with bowls of ice cream <br>and listen to the Grand Ole Opry. <br>It was beamed 'all the way' <br>from Nashville I was told <br>more than once since <br>I was from Chicago <br>and sometimes wore a tie <br>so how could I know. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">On my first visit, <br>I asked Carol Ann <br>if the Grand Ole Opry was <br>the Mormon Tabernacle Choir <br>of country music and she said <br>not to say that to her father. <br>She suggested I just tap <br>my foot to the music<br>and let him watch me. <br>Otherwise I'd best be <br>quiet and say 'Yup, ' <br>'Nope' or 'Maybe' <br>if asked any questions<br>which she didn't think<br>would happen. <br>No need to say <br>much more, she said, <br>and after a few visits, <br>I understood why. <br> <br>Over time, I learned <br>to tap my foot pretty good <br>to the music because <br>when I'd come to visit, <br>her father would insist <br>I have a bowl of ice cream <br>with the family. <br>I liked the ice cream <br>but not so much <br>the Grand Ole Opry. <br>I'd been weaned <br>on Sinatra in the city. <br>Big difference, <br>let me tell you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But back in 1957 <br>kissing Carol Ann <br>behind the barn <br>was something special <br>since we couldn't do <br>much more until <br>I found employment. <br>Only then, her father said, <br>could we get married. <br>I found no jobs <br>in town, however, <br>for a bespectacled man <br>with degrees in English. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still, I always found <br>the weekend drives <br>from Chicago worth <br>the gas my Rambler drank <br>because kissing Carol Ann <br>brought a bit of heaven <br>down behind that barn, <br>especially on summer nights <br>when fireflies were <br>the only stars we saw <br>when our eyes <br>popped open. <br>It was like <br>the Fourth of July <br>with tiny sparklers <br>twinkling everywhere.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now,55 years later, <br>Carol Ann sometimes mentions <br>fireflies at dusk as we<br>dance behind the cows <br>to coax them into the barn <br>for the night.<br>I'm still not too good <br>with cows despite <br>my John Deere cap, <br>plaid shirt and overalls<br>which proves, she says, <br>that all that kissing <br>behind the barn in 1957 <br>took the boy out of the city <br>but not the city out of the boy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Hee Haw' is all I ever <br>say in response because <br>I know why I'm there.<br>It's to keep tapping <br>the cows on the rump<br>till we get them <br>back in the barn <br>so we can go back <br>in the house <br>and start with <br>a kiss and later on <br>come back downstairs <br>for two big bowls <br>of ice cream.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Donal+Mahoney">Donal Mahoney</a><div class=q>
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kissing Carol Ann 
behind the barn 
in the middle of 
a windswept field 
of Goldenrod 
with a sudden deer 
watching was 
something special, 
let me tell you. 
Back then, bobby sox 
and big barrettes
and ponytails 
were everywhere.

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