One of the more humiliating memories of my youth involved the night I offered a pretty Verona High School classmate a ride home in my 1951 Packard. She accepted, I dropped her at her house, she thanked me and I drove off.
One of the more humiliating memories of my youth involved the night I offered a pretty Verona High School classmate a ride home in my 1951 Packard. She accepted, I dropped her at her house, she thanked me and I drove off.