I got my first kiss at camp. Liz and I had gotten separated from the other campers. As night fell, it got chilly. We have to make a fire, she said. Words that struck terror in a city boy. I found two sticks and kept rubbing until my hands bled. No success. I was near tears. She grabbed my shoulders and kissed me on the lips. I love you anyway, she whispered.
Moments later we were rescued.
Later that month I returned to my job at Lehman Brothers. Hedge Fund Camp changed my life. I was a late starter and that kiss opened up new worlds.
Liz married the guy who saved us. She is now CEO of an International Cork Manufacturing Company.
I became a really good kisser.
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