George Wilson fell in love with Myrtle Hastings the first time
he saw her one fateful morning in September, 1941, in Social Studies class. She
had a twinkle in her eye that let him know she liked him, too. They dated every
weekend, and on Halloween they shared their first kiss.
On December 7th,
the world turned upside down. George joined the Marines and Myrtle worked in an
airplane factory. She wrote to him every day.
Two years later, George
came home on crutches. Myrtle met him at the station. Her eyes met his, and the
twinkle was still there.
Let’s see what the others wrote:
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