To Joe, camper in 1964.

Dear Joe,

I met a boy named Joe at a dance at Camp Half Moon in 1964 while I was attending my last summer at Camp Fernwood. I was 11 yrs old then. I don't know your last name but I remember you and I danced, shared a good night kiss and the next day you snuck into Camp Fernwood to see me. We corresponded for a while after I went home but then I moved out of the country and we lost touch.

Since the invention of the Internet, I hear about people finding class mates and friends they haven't seen for years. I thought of Joe, my first date, and how fun it would be to know what he's up to today. If you're Joe, please post a message on this site. I'll check it every now and then.

Patricia

• To my first Love Patricia by Joe Sunderland, 6/20/03