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Dreamboat

I grew up in a small town in Virginia, and I guess I was a typical teenager growing up in the 1960s. I loved rock ’n’ roll music, teen magazines, makeup and really cute boys.

One summer day while running errands with my mom, my life changed when I saw a cute blond boy drive by in a dark green ’57 Chevy.

He was a dreamboat, and I couldn’t get him out of my mind! I kept seeing him from a distance, and I hoped that one day I would get to meet him.

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