I was way too young to think about boys.
But there he was. Those eyes, that smile. And when he talked - ahhh.
I oh so carefully mounted his picture on the wall above my dresser. I was in heaven.
And now, no doubt in the minds of grown up little girls around the world, Davy Jones is in heaven, too.
Thanks for the memories, Mr. Jones.
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