March 6th, 2008

I guess you never forget your first love. You relish in the anticipation of when you will see them next and imagine what you’ll say or do. It’s a glorious sickness. I never would have thought someone like Buffalo Bill Cody would have remembered his first love, but he did. I’ve been writing a book about his life and loves and have learned that the first girl to capture his attention was Mary Hyatt. They were 12 and although she liked Bill she was mostly interested in another boy in their class. Bill grew up to turn the heads of many a young women, but always looked back with fondness on the one who first captured his fancy. I’ll be speaking at the Nevada County library this evening. It should be fun. Maybe I’ll get a chance to talk about Cody and his life and loves and spur the attendees to remember their first heart-throb. I know I’ll never forget mine.