The Summer of My Fourteenth Year
It was the Memorial Day weekend, 1963. James, almost 14, relatively shy, moderately nerdy, horny, and soon-to-be ninth grader in a small central Florida town, needed to start mowing yards to earn money to buy his first car when he turned sixteen. That was the beginning of the bizarre “dream” summer that introduced James to Mrs. Root Beer Lady, Monica (the knock dead-gorgeous blonde) More
That was the beginning of the bizarre “dream” summer that introduced James to Mrs. Root Beer Lady, Monica (the knock dead-gorgeous blonde) woman with ample breasts), Mrs. Chyspo, and the old man, all of whom changed into reptilian alien things that tried to kill and eat him at every turn.
There was also Cookie, the hot little “cookie” whose father ran the burger joint across from the service station that James’ father operated and where James often had to help out. There were the Kiches, the nosy next-door neighbors and their son, Kelvin, the neighborhood bully. We also can’t forget James’ best friend, Roger, who had in his possession the “girlie” magazine, which got “read” a lot that summer.
If you remember being an adolescent with a vivid imagination, being anxious to grow up, getting your first car, and starting to date for real, but who also had to work hard, save your money, and help out around the house, then you’ll enjoy this dream journey with James.