Young Blue Eyes Is Back: A Cherished ’70s Summer Memory

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In the late 1970s, my family and I moved from our red-brick house in the inner-city of Rochester, New York to a rented townhouse in a surrounding suburb. This particular townhouse rental community had a pool and a tennis court, and was close to the beach, as well as the area’s best hamburger restaurant and the original Abbott’s Ice Cream parlor.

During our first summer at our new home, the summer of 1978, my then teenage self met “Delia,” who can only be described now as an ideal cross between Farrah Fawcett and Christie Brinkley.

Though it took some time for me to meet her. I noticed her at the pool, but after an hour or so of trying to figure out how I was going to meet her, and what I was going to say, she started to gather her towel to leave.

I was like, “Oh, great! Now what?”

Then Delia began walking by the pool lifeguards to the exit, and paced over to the lawn, between the pool and the tennis courts. So, I had to make my move — and do it quickly.

I got up off my towel and ran over to the black rail fence that now stood between us, she on the outside of the pool, and me on the inside — and I called out to her, saying, “Excuse me — but what’s it like to have blue eyes?”