Bill Leslie's Carolina Conversations

Best date - worst date

Posted May 12, 2010 7:51 a.m. EDT
Updated May 12, 2010 9:25 a.m. EDT

We’ll take a detour from old towns today and plunge into romantic waters. What was your best date? What was your worst date? What was your most unusual date?

As a hopeless romantic I was struck with my first crush in kindergarten. Judy Gamble stole my heart. I gave my first kiss in the first grade. Robin Bounous should have slapped me. I suffered my first broken heart in the fifth grade when Susu Fitz dumped me. My steady in high school, Denise Beach, was a Baptist. I grew up in the Episcopal Church but to stay in my girl’s good graces I sang in the First Baptist choir led by Jack Campbell every Sunday night.

My love life was disjointed in college as I began to get the broadcasting bug. The best date right after college was with my future wife Cindy. I met her while she was cleaning a milk shake machine at a Western Boulevard restaurant. She was five years younger. It took me six months to get up the nerve to ask her out. When I finally called her she responded “Yes, sir, Mr. Leslie.”  It wasn’t exactly the reaction I wanted, but she agreed to see me and we dined at Amedeos and had a wonderful time. I even played a love song for her at Umstead Park using my cool Martin 12 string guitar.

Okay. That’s my story. What is yours?