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When Butch and I first met, we discovered that we lived about an hour or so apart, and as neither of us had driver's licenses, the distance between us seemed a vast, uncharted dark zone and the time between our visits felt as if it stretched into eternity. We communicated via voluminous letters and we both looked forward to our allotted fifteen-minutes biweekly telephone calls. When Butch finally got his license he would often drive up to see me without the knowledge of some of his relatives. He had a beautiful white Plymouth Fury convertible with a blue interior. During that second summer together we rode the backcountry roads near my home with the top down and the radio blasting our favorite songs: "Incense and Peppermints" by the Strawberry Alarm Clock, "The Rain, the Park & Other Things" by the Cowsills, and "Cherish" by the Association, a song that would sadly become a sort of theme for our relationship.