21 of 210 : Mark
His sister had a crush on me; I had a crush on him. Happily, I won. It all started on The Infamous Camping Trip. There was steak (which we ate with our bare hands), a 1967
In which I will write fifty words a day, a word for each year of my life. There are 210 days until my next birthday, so I'll write about 210 different memorable people, or die trying.
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Wow. You manipulate on so many levels here! I bow to the master!
Ha! What I didn't have room to say was that the steak was a cheap chuck steak that I marinated and seasoned until it was more tender than sirloin, and cooked over an open fire that I built from scratch. I think that, at age 13, was more indicative of my orientation more than the Brokeback tent action.
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