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Tuesday, April 3, 2012

I Wanna Hold Your Hand, I Wanna Hold Your Hand

So I guess technically Danny held my hand before asking to court me and I had laid down all the ground rules.  But I don't think it counted.  Danny, our friend, Erin, and I had just finished watching "I Can Do Bad All By Myself" at the Old Mill.  We were headed back to Erin's to watch more movies, and I was riding there with Danny.  He had parked in front of the Otter Run house and while we were walking along the path he veered off all of a sudden and grabbed my hand to drag me with him.  I think that particular hand holding was more so that I wasn't wandering along the river on my own, since I had no idea where I was going but was plowing ahead anyway.

This is almost exactly where the "grab and drag" happened.  It was right at that black fence actually.

The real hand holding took place Sunday, October 18, 2009.  I had gone to church at his church since he had previously come to mine.  We went out to lunch and then went walking at Shevlin Park.  Somewhere along the path there were these pamphlets about the plants and such that we would be seeing.  I picked one up and flipped through it.  Danny always talks about the plants wherever we go, so I put it back.  He asked if I needed it and I told him, "No, I have my own tour guide."  Somewhere in there he grabbed my hand and started leading me down the path.  I'm not sure if we had inter-digitation or not, but it definitely counted as holding hands.  We walked that way until he found a huge pine tree which he led me to so that I could smell the bark.  It turns out that that particular pine's bark smells like vanilla (and no, it's not the only pine tree I've smelled).

I can't remember if we held hands again during that walk or not.  After that we got a coffee downtown and then he walked me back to my car.  It was only then that I found out he still had to go load some irrigation pipe so he could take his dad's trailer back to him. 

After that we didn't just all of a sudden hold hands all the time.  Sometimes we did when we were watching TV or something like that, occasionally while we were walking, but not all the time.  Actually, it was only about a month after this that we stopped talking at all...but that's another story.

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