Romance and courtship
I'm old
enough to not really understand modern courtship. Does it really exist? I kind of
get the impression that love and courtship are oxymoronic. Do young girls today
dream of finding that wonderful guy who will love and cherish them forever? Do
young men today dream of that innocent, sweet young girl that they would like
to love forever? Do either gender dream of meeting their date with tremors and
dewy eyed anticipation? If they don't, they don't know what they are missing.
I've lived a full and exciting life - and I'm totally convinced that of all the
wonderful experiences I've enjoyed and participated in - nothing comes close to
true love. Absolutely nothing!
I first met my wife when she was seventeen, at a dance in England. Dancing to big band music and going to the "pictures" (the movies) was our only entertainment in England during the WWII years. We all left school at age fourteen and had jobs, and were all involved in the war effort. Life was bleak and the rationing severe. We all had a feeling of togetherness - adults and kids. We were all fighting for survival. There was a spirit of camaraderie. Young people's relationships began at schools but more so at the dances. Relationships?
No, it was not like today where promiscuity seems to be the norm. Girls being as sexually predatory as boys. Why? That's another story for a later posting. But I am telling you that our way was better. If you have never courted or been courted with honor and respect by the opposite sex - you have missed life's ultimate experience. There is something so sweet and intimate in learning to love that it defies my ability to explain it.
We had no cars. We walked everywhere. A date could be a walk in the country. A visit to the pictures. Picking bluebells or primroses. Shy conversations. Feelings of such enjoyment just being with this breathtaking person. Waiting for her/him to come into sight when meeting for a date. Feelings of absolute wonderment that he/she wanted to spend time with you.
Nothing comes close.
I first met my wife when she was seventeen, at a dance in England. Dancing to big band music and going to the "pictures" (the movies) was our only entertainment in England during the WWII years. We all left school at age fourteen and had jobs, and were all involved in the war effort. Life was bleak and the rationing severe. We all had a feeling of togetherness - adults and kids. We were all fighting for survival. There was a spirit of camaraderie. Young people's relationships began at schools but more so at the dances. Relationships?
No, it was not like today where promiscuity seems to be the norm. Girls being as sexually predatory as boys. Why? That's another story for a later posting. But I am telling you that our way was better. If you have never courted or been courted with honor and respect by the opposite sex - you have missed life's ultimate experience. There is something so sweet and intimate in learning to love that it defies my ability to explain it.
We had no cars. We walked everywhere. A date could be a walk in the country. A visit to the pictures. Picking bluebells or primroses. Shy conversations. Feelings of such enjoyment just being with this breathtaking person. Waiting for her/him to come into sight when meeting for a date. Feelings of absolute wonderment that he/she wanted to spend time with you.
Nothing comes close.
Will
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