Family Man™: Girl Crazy

By Gregory Keer






At age 7, I had no idea why I wanted Sherry Green’s attention, but I liked being next to her in the milk line. We’d smile at each other while sharpening our pencils. We’d pick each other for the same kickball team.


One day, we actually had a conversation, in the middle of the playground at Lanai Road Elementary School. Shyly, I kicked the tar that filled the asphalt cracks as we talked about our favorite TV shows. Then, her friend Melanie showed up and Sherry started wailing on me with her little leather purse.


“Stop talking to me, Gregory Keer! Get away from me!”


In shock, I took a couple more whacks before I ran for my life. To this day, I do not know what happened. Sherry tried to approach me several times, but I wasn’t interested in more random abuse.


Twenty years later, I got over my confusion with women long enough to marry Wendy. I still have my moments of cluelessness around her, but it’s nothing compared to what’s in store for my sons.


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