#366161 - I did get a letter from her when my dad passed away, sending her sympathy, she went on to say how she often thought back to our innocent days and when Hazel taught us new games to play, she stopped short of saying she wished we had stayed together and married but I could tell this was what she was saying, in a way I did too, wondering what life would have been like if Diane and I had married. Despite all the hype and talk, the swinging 60 wasn’t as swinging as it was made out to be, in 1961 I was 12 years old and sex was as far from my mind, as the sun, my cock had just one use and that was to pee with. Both Diane and I sat listening, me really not believing, but she seemed to know a lot about it so she must have been right.