How Sweet it Is
This week’s blog is a very edited version of a much longer article that was bought (yes, money exchanged hands) by the Houston Chronicle in 2005. ------------------------------------------------ “I hope you understand that while we want you to have a good time at the concert, public displays of affection are not appropriate at your age. We trust you to show respect for yourself and those around you.” After the discussion ended, and we were alone, I reached for Martin’s hand. “How do you think it went?” I asked, concern in my voice. “Well, the ‘public display of affection’ speech was pointless. This is an outdoor concert under the stars where most people will be lying on blankets on the hillside.” “Too much temptation, I suppose.” “You got that right. If I want to make out with my wife, I will.” We were going to the James Taylor Concert. We had known for weeks that someone better than Santa was coming to town. Even those of us who go to bed at 9:00 pm and who don’t...
