There was a place where a little boy dreamed and played and bossed his sister around. It was a pink stucco house on a deadend lane (Birtha Lane). There were "Noble" neighbors across the street who were deeply involved with The Boy Scouts and who erected a small swimming pool in their back yard every summer. Kathy was his favorite Noble. There was also a next-door neighbor who had flowers planted around her yard. To the little boy those flowering plants looked like dragons that needed slaying. The neighbor, an old woman, cried when she saw the slain dragons. She cried and told the little boy's mother, who was quite old fashioned and believed that dragon slayers sometimes need spankings...stinging spankings. The little boy didn't think that dragon slayers need to be spanked for doing what dragon slayers the world over do. Further, the little boy was confined to the back yard 'until such time as he could distinguish the difference between a dragon and a hydrangea.' Well, Kathy, his favorite Noble, wanted to make the little boy feel better. So, she pressed her lips against his (his first kiss). The little boy would fondly remember that kiss for the rest of his life. He learned that he really liked girls, though he wasn't quite sure why. It was a mystery. Thus began a new quest in that little boys life.
by Thomas Wigington