Those incredible blue eyes, that great throaty laugh, the wild streak, the fearlessness.. The yellow VW bug, up and down the streets of Clintonville, getting our chocolate cake at Frisch's, looking for boys, cutting school, mooning out of the car window, laughing all night long. Wearing each other's clothes, singing to the Stones. Writing crazy notes, getting in trouble, two against the world. All long ago but never forgotten, never will be. I always loved you, Pam. Always will.