End of One, Beginning of Another (part 20)

Already the SconeLady is being asked, "Who was that masked stranger?" I wondered, myself. So much was happening right then that no one seemed to get to names.


I had only seen him as The Lone Ranger, and therefore wasn't certain of recognizing him anywhere else. No wonder Lois Lane didn't really recognize Superman..

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After the Christmas party, he and the Fraternity brothers said they would escort me home en masse, since their house was only 509 feet from mine. Sweet! It would be the first of many such SPE House walks where I was made to feel utterly welcome in the world. Until that time I had never so much as talked with a Fraternity member. And now I was talking with at least 10!

We approached Coed Cottage in a less-than-quiet manner. A few of the girls were bundled up and chatting on the porch swing, but became silent as they saw this unlikely group laughing their way toward the house. The girls stared as the young men walked me up to the door, said their goodbyes, and left. I smiled sweetly at the girls as I opened the door and walked through it. They silently stood and crammed themselves in after me.

The door was closed demurely...and then an explosion of -"Wait!! What was THAT about? WHO were those gorgeous GUYS?" 

"Oh, just a bunch of FRATERNITY BROTHERS, that's all," I said oh-so-casually. Then suddenly we were jumping up and down and laughing hysterically. And it was so much fun to tell them about it! They wanted to know:

• where did you get them? (at a Christmas party)
• what are their names? (I don't really know yet)
• is there one that you liked the best? (oh YES! The Lone Ranger)("Wait - what?!)
• what did they say to you? (they told me about them and they asked me about me)
• ARE YOU GOING TO GO OUT WITH THE - LONE RANGER???! (I hope so)

All of this was stated between bursts of contagious giggling.

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I have said earlier that there had been a seminal moment in my life, that night. I knew it then, and knew things were going to change - had changed, already. My sweet roommate Sally walked with me at last up the stairs. We sat facing each other in our study room.

"Well? Tell me all about it.."

We wouldn't head to the sleeping porch for many an hour, that night. There was so much to talk about and to ponder. I knew two things for sure: music was going to carry me somewhere, and I had met someone who was dazzling. Beyond that, I did not know.

But it was enough. I was not the first girl to go to sleep with the beginnings of stars in her eyes, and I wouldn't be the last. 

Yet in that moment, it felt like I was the only one.

See you along the way!

the SconeLady

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