Imagine the joys we'll share together as we explore new places during
our travels. Our senses will fill. Hand in hand as we gaze at nature's
grand scenes. Like god created them just for for you and I. When I
stare into your eyes, I see the ocean. It represents our love, vast,
deep with galaxies of life within. When I feel your soft skin next to
mine, we are in heaven together, floating on clouds. Sometimes when you
read to me, your warm voice soothes my soul. You bring heartfelt
comfort to my ears and mind. Yes, I climb high mountains, but our love
towers above them all. You are life to me. I will love you
forever, Debbie Hagler.
Michael ____________________________________________________
Ultimate Reunion ( Submitted to Classmates “Connections” magazine)
In
the year 1959, my family moved to Pacifica, CA., from San Francisco.
All of a sudden, I was in peaceful Westview School. Up until then I had
to fight to survive in the tough city. That year in second grade I met
a cute little girl named Deborah Hagler. We were immediate friends.
They sent me away to a new school for third grade, but in forth I was
back. Debbie and I were kind of an item even at that tender age.
Debbie
and her sister Laurie were artists in many ways. Debbie would have kids
standing over her shoulders to watch her draw; her specialty was
horses. I can remember the teachers would send them from classroom to
classroom so that they could perform their singing and ukelele act: "We
Ain't Got a Barrel of Money". They harmonized beautifully, and I was
spellbound.
In one incident, I asked Debbie to please draw a
horse for my wall. Debbie drew a stick figure, and threw it at me. I
laughed it off, but was puzzled. 30 years later, I would find out her
reason. My whole childhood world would change drastically in the fifth
grade. My Mom and Dad announced that we were moving. We packed up and I
said goodbye to friends, teachers and to little Debbie Hagler.
Life
wasn't too bad at the south side of Pacifica. It was more of a surfer,
coast part of town. I made friends, as all children do. Attended Terra
Nova High School, and graduated in 1970. I won't go into all that I've
done with my life because that's not what this story is about. Fast
forward to the year 2000, 30 year class reunion coming up. As I logged
into classmates.com, I couldn't believe how many of my old classmates
were writing on line. It was unbelievable, almost a timeless world
where we felt like teenagers again, writing stories and reuniting. The
class reunion was a two-day success, including about 10 teachers. We
had a blast, and a lot of it was planned through classmates.com.
Then
the reunion was over, all that could be written on classmates was
posted. Bored, I jumped over to our rival school, Oceana. As I read
their posts I ran into a topic: "Westview Kids". As I scrolled down,
there was a class photo from my 4th grade class, my very young smiling
face was something that I hadn't seen for decades. Who the hell posted
this? Scrolling down I saw that it was Deborah Hagler. Almost 40 years
had past, seeing her name gave me an exciting, wonderful feeling. I
wrote to her through the message boards. She replied by telling me:
"You were my very first boyfriend". Since this was a public message
board, we quickly went to private email.
Many emails and phone
calls later, we made a date to meet in person. Our first meeting since
we were very young children, it was as if we had never parted. We were
instantly close....very close!! Oh, of course the question came up
about the stick figure horse. It turns out that she was very upset (at
9 years old), because I had turned my attention to another girl in
class. Well, I have my horse drawing on our wall, and I have the bride
that I was meant to be with all my life. Debbie and I were wed on
January 9, 2002. For many pictures and stories about our life together,
check out debwong.com True story by: Michael A. Wong |
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