Back in the early 1950s, Eddie Atwood asked me to go to the movies with him on a Saturday night. It was a special Saturday night as it was Valentine’s Day.
At the time, I was a sophomore at Fort Hamilton High School in Brooklyn, N.Y. Eddie was a junior, so you might say he was an “older man.” I had never gone out on a date with a boy. I was excited—and scared.
Eddie rangand assured them that he would have me back home before midnight.
