***The Roots Is The
Toots- The Music That Got Them Through The Great Depression And World War II…
…she
thought he was a goof, a silly goof and dismissed him out of hand. He had been
in her class, her math class, junior year over at Olde Saco High and he had
apparently decided to take dead aim at her. Taking dead aim at her thinking
that constantly saying to her “don’t sit under the apple tree with anybody else
but me,” a silly song that all the Jacks and Jills were playing on the jukebox
at Jimmy Jake’s Diner as a goof would win her heart. And that wasn’t the half
of it. He would follow her around the hallways, trying to talk to her, and she
trying to avoid him, avoid being seen “talking” to a big gangly red-headed
goof. He would follow her home, standing at the gate of her home calling out
asking for a date. He soon stopped all of that though, got stopped in his
tracks. Got stopped once Jeff Dubois, captain of the school’s Black Bears
football team, became her beau, and they became an “item” in the Monday morning
boys’ and girls’ “lav” talkfests. More
importantly she didn’t “see” anybody but Jeff once they became that item, as if
the whole world was just the two of them.
That
was then. After they graduated Jeff went down to Boston to work in the
shipyards there and they kind of drifted apart. And of course the war came and
Jeff went when his number was called and he said that she should not wait for
him. One day she was at Jimmy Jakes with a girlfriend feeling kind of blue,
thinking she would never find another love now that all the eligible guys were
off to war and only goofs were left. Goofs and, what did they call them,
malingerers, when a well-built good-looking guy in an army uniform came walking
in standing tall and with purpose, looked around, and headed to the jukebox
to put some coins in the machine. He
then headed over toward the booth where she was sitting and said in a slight
sing-song manner “hey, don’t sit under the apple tree with anybody else but
me,” as the song was playing in the background.
She noticed his close-cropped red hair. She laughed, laughed a little
coquettishly, and thought, well, she just might think about that…
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