A Lasting Love

Maurice was a sophomore at Riordan Catholic High School for boys in San Francisco. He played tenor sax in the marching band. His buddy Dave played trumpet and was dating a girl named Sheila from Mercy Catholic High School for girls. He suggested that Maurice date one of her six sisters, Colleen.
The foursome went to the football game, but Maurice had to sit and play with the band. After the game, they went to a restaurant called Tick Tock’s. When Maurice had to play in the band at the games, Colleen met him behind the bleachers. After a first kiss, that was it. Maurice and Colleen knew they were made for each other.
Maurice had a candy-apple red 1950 Chevy Coupe. He knew all the popular spots to go parking, like Twin Peaks, with a view of the city, and the Presidio, too. The couple dated all through high school, and so did Dave and Sheila. After graduation, Dave and Sheila broke up, but Maurice and Colleen got engaged. They were married in 1961 when they were twenty and twenty-one. Colleen says she married Maurice because of his hair.
Maurice took over his dad’s business of selling pre-cast concrete. The company was located in Hayward in the East Bay. Maurice sold the company in 2000 after working there for forty years.

Couldda Wouldda Didda
It’s been fifty-seven years since Maurice married Colleen. They have lived in San Francisco, Hayward and a horse town further out from the city. The house they bought in 1975 on a country acre is now worth twenty four times what they paid for it, and it’s going up every year.
Maurice still keeps in touch with his friend Dave, who suggested that he go on that first date with Colleen. Maurice is mostly bald now, but Colleen isn’t going anywhere. Hair or no hair, he’s a keeper.

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