It was summer of 1962 or 1963 and I went with my cousin Mario one Sunday to the big amusement park in our town. He was with his girlfriend and she was wearing a lovely green dress and a pretty white crinie underneath. She had cute flat shoes, matching purse and cool sunglasses, and was so very conservative that she refused to go on any ride that might ruffle her in any way. As a result, I went on all of the fun rides myself, while Mario and she stood around drinking Coke. When we passed
