It was a hot and muggy summer in Alabama. In the afternoon, terrific thunderstorms would roll in. Skirts were short, hair was long, and \”Puff, the Magic Dragon,\” with its deliciously illicit resonances, played on the radio. We were mere infants, and I\’m surprised that our parents allowed us to get married. But, of course, they were young too….
Can you tell who\’s who?