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Nineteen sixty-nine By Franklin Price 5/22/2019 The year was nineteen sixty-nine A year for change and to adjust Had just returned from Viet Nam Was alone, without much trust Married when I went away January sixty-eight Received “Dear John” on April Fool It's a long remembered date Went to war to do my duty My wife could not do without By the time she wrote the letter Was not alone, there was no doubt By the time that I returned Divorce was said and done Don't know what happened to her She no longer was the one The Air Force way was not for me And we went our separate ways I got a job at KSC For the Apollo moon man days Joined the team that POTUS Kennedy Said would put man on the moon Before the sixty's decade's over Sixty-nine was none too soon We worked hard and we played hard Was much pressure from the start To find relief from tensions, Clubs and bars were all a part Every week-end was a party Many dance clubs were around We traveled home from bar to bar Drunken driving did abound It was the sexy sixties Braless tops and thigh high skirts Men's pants were tight bell bottomed To show their package to the flirts It didn't take much effort There was lots of ass to see Many looking for a hook-up Some a one night stand for me Didn't ask if they were married Some probably were and some were not The sex was all that mattered And satisfaction that we got Then one day, a married friend, Wanted a girl that I had done If she let you, she will let me Now I can be the one One thing led to another And he moved out on his wife And their new born child, a daughter Thought he could have a better life Took his mistress everywhere with him Even to our softball games His wife came to one and met her Kicked her ass and called her names I knew he wasn't good for her She was depressed and was distraught I put my arm around her Her marriage then was all but fraught I drove her home that evening Was concerned then for her life Before the year was over She was divorced and was my wife That was fifty years ago When man went to the moon I'm still happy with the choices made Our anniversary, golden, soon. (November 21, 2019)

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