I just dug this mildew-stained piece of our history out of a trunk in the attic. Are you digging the sort of psychedelic-looking 70's cover artwork?
Anyhoo, as promised, here they are--pictures from 1973, when we were both just shy of our 15th birthdays. We would start dating within months of when we posed for these group photos, both of us in the center of the back row.
That school year, I was unbearably shy. Many of the kids in our class had been together since kindergarten and they were a very tight group; but I was one of a handful of "new kids" who'd come from the other Catholic grade school in town. I could barely bring myself to make eye contact with my husband back then, much less talk to him. Towards the end of the year, I passed him in a hallway and bravely said "hi"--and it took him so much by surprise that I had actually spoken to him, he didn't even respond! But by the time we started our sophomore year, after officially becoming boyfriend and girlfriend over the summer, we could talk to each other about almost anything.
So that was then.
This is now.
And life is good!