Have you ever wanted to blab to your friends about a love encounter but were just a little too embarrassed to lay open the particulars. Well after keeping a lid on this one for 45 years, I think I'm ready to finally air out the laundry. Please see the attached photo. To preserve the anonymity of the persons in this photo I will refer to them simply as David X, Haviva X, Dianne X and Eldon X. Linda X was the photographer who took the picture.
In the photo are pictured a group of my grade 10 classmates recovering from what we explained was a skiing accident. Well it wasn't exactly skiing that caused our injuries. What really happened was that we were out researching a school photo presentation assignment, when we found a copy of Playboy magazine. We flipped through the pages and just laughed. Then we came across the Playboy Adviser section that described the appropriate etiquette for attending a "love" party. Remember the late 60's was the era of free love and no inhibitions.
The more of the article we read, the more interested we became in giving it a try. So we decided to have our own little soiree d'amour. In the midst of the twisted tangle we were locked into, one us of lost their balance and we all crashed to the floor in a most awkward manner. We had to explain our injuries somehow so we dreamed up the skiing accident story and ever since then we've lived that lie. There comes a time to bring out the truth, and that time is today.
Look forward to seeing everyone at the reunion.
David Marx
Anyone else want to finally confess to something?
