Terry was a friend of mine in my grand mother’s town… She was … unique… I had never met another girl like her nor have I since. We were both young but she lived in her own little place way out in the country…. At the time, I remember I use to think she was really something…. Having her own place an all…. We had met because the boy up the street that I hung around started dating her… His name was Joe Bob… She sure did like him… On our first meeting I had looked at her up and down thinking to myself…. “You look like a damn boy!”…. But the closer I got and the full view of her was exposed I could see why she had been Joe’s pick over me! Her eyes were a smoky green and she had chestnut brown hair… This was hid of course by the stupid base ball cap she wore… She wore no make up yet her face looked like a magazine photograph… I had been hanging out over at Joe’s house hoping he would notice me but the only time he did was when there was a lot of drinking going on and he had no date… I know… WHAT!…. It’s not like YOU have never wanted some one bad, right?………So that had fizzled out and a few weeks later “she” had came by while I was standing out front with one of the other guy’s that lived with Joe…. It didn’t take long for us to make friends…. She was a true Tom Boy… True to the since that she wore boy’s clothes and she did boy thing’s… But make no mistake she was all girl underneath… Even though I saw her beat one of the guys arm wrestling once… We did fun things together as I look back on our friendship… She was a wonderful friend … And of course I messed it up…. We had been friends for about a year when she told me she was going to marry Joe… We had been at the sale barn and she had bought a little pig for her house… I was holding the pig on the floor board in a gunny sack between my feet as she drove back to her place…. My first thought when I heard the word’s were…. Joe Bob Jeffers is stealing my friend! That Bastard!…. But then she looked so happy while she was telling me… I sat there with that squirming pig as she told me of how they had planed on a blue jean wedding out in the country… Both her parents were dead and she was hoping that my mother and grand mother would sit on her side… We got to her house and let the pig go in her living room and it took off under the sofa… It was then that she remarked that I hadn’t had much to say on the way home… I told her that I needed to go and left… I drove strait over to Joe’s house and knocked on the door… he wasn’t home…. I wanted to ask him if he had told her about the things he and I had done… Or if he thought those other idiots , that use to come by his house drinking would tell!…. All sorts of conniving secrets stated to form…. Then I decided to tell her…. I decided this as Joe was pulling in his drive way beside me… He waved and had a smile on his face looking around for Terry… I hadn’t made any trips to his house with out her since she and I had became friends… I waved back and rolled my window down…. “ Hey,…. I just stopped by to tell you that I’m going to tell Terry what you and me use to do before you met her…”….. The smile wiped off his face and was replaced with rage…. He jumped from his car and ran around to my side of the door… “ What?!…. Why!…. Sherrena don’t do that… please….”… He stood there beside my window begging me… I sat there looking at him a moment… Wanting to give in and say ok… I wont tell… but she had a right to know… She was my friend, not him. I said nothing to him as I started my car… “ Sherrena, let’s talk this out…. Don’t go yet”… He said as he tried to hang on to my window. I had put my car in reverse and was backing out as he jogged along beside holding the window in a death grip… “ Sherrena!… You Bitch!…. Come back here!… I swear to God you better not tell her anything!….Sherrena!!!!!!!!!”… I pulled away with him screaming my name… I knew he wouldn’t follow me because he had been told by my grand mother in the past not to ever come back to our house… and my grand ma was one to call the sheriff … One night while he was drunk my grand mother caught me in the branch with Joe Bob And his brother…She hadn’t caught me sneaking OUT, she had caught me sneaking IN… Needless to say they couldn’t come back… ( that is another story all in it’s self.. )… The next day I told my friend and the hurt it caused her destroyed our friendship… She married Joe anyway… I left town after that and I heard from my grand mother that they had 2 children before they got a divorce 4 years later…. I knew Joe wasn’t the man for her… And I guess I wasn’t the friend for her either….I can’t help but have fond memories of her…. Us climbing up electric poles and stealing the HBO cable connector that they use to put up there in the old day’s when HBO first came out… Us tubing down the river… Us doing all the thing’s that were fun and happy…. Us being young…