By Jim Hagarty
Today is National Kissing Day. I am afraid it might go completely by without anyone enjoying the experience of my having kissed them.
Fifty years ago, every day was National Kissing Day. Our one and only goal was to find girls who would actually allow us to kiss them. Many were passive participants in the activity but once in a while, a girl would show a little enthusiasm and that was a good day. A fella could ride around on his tractor for a week, smiling ear to ear, just remembering that kiss.
Later, of course, there were other joys to discover but nothing matched that first kiss or, for that matter, any one of the first 500.
A kiss could be delivered and received, no muss, no fuss, almost anywhere and almost in an instant.
And a boy was most impressed by the idea that a girl would actually appear to want to go along with this. Or at the very least, was willing to allow it.
That was the most amazing part.
