|Diane is beautiful and self-assured. I am shy and self-conscious, with an injured eye.|
First of all, I was deathly afraid of girls. I very much wanted to talk to girls, date girls, be desirable to girls, etc; but, my self-esteem and confidence were nonexistent.
Second, just a week before the prom, I had a very bad injury that I suffered on the baseball field. I had been playing center field when the batter hit a ball into right-center field. The right fielder and I collided head-on while trying to catch the ball. I ended up in the hospital. My right eye was damaged (took about 6 months go get back to normal) and I looked pretty stupid, my eye clouded with blood and the right side of my face flattened out. If I was self-conscious before the injury, I was a basket case afterward.
But, I HAD to have a date for the prom. I'm a pretty sad looking specimen in the photograph above. But Diane, my date, is the epitome of self-assurance. Beauty and the beast. Ha.
Gosh, wasn't I a skinny kid? And, look at that haircut! But, this is how we were in May of 1962.
---I went on to develop self-esteem, have a family, put some weight on my frame and "find myself".
---Diane married one of her high school teachers, 15 years her senior, just a few weeks after graduation. Predictably, they divorced. I lost track of her years ago.