Several of my friends, veteran readers of the short stories which now comprise the collection called The Sexy Seniors of South Branch, encouraged me to write about Tilly and Elmer’s high school days. I appreciate their suggestion and, for better or worse, they’ve now gotten their wish.
While the details of Tilly and Elmer’s high school romance are not autobiographical, my high school classmates, one or two in particular, should get a mention because the excitement, the confusion, and the delights of those days, form the underlying theme of the book. I’m sure those I’m referring to will be relieved, however, to hear that I won’t mention anyone by name.
I’m grateful to my wife Ann, who has enthusiastically supported my efforts, and who seems quite fond of Tilly and Elmer herself. I appreciate her advice, especially in straightening me out when I tried to have Tilly behave in a way that no self-respecting Midwestern girl would have in 1963.
As usual, I owe a debt of gratitude to my editor, Elizabeth Johnson, who gently pointed out an underlying problem with the writing, one I was trying to ignore, and thereby improved the book you’re holding immeasurably.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and events are products of the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual events, places, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Any references to historical events, real people, or places are used fictitiously.