The first time I met Arthur Kindly, I was already in a relationship and so was he. That was high school.
Arthur had a girlfriend, Peggy, who was on the cheerleading squad. He was much more popular and good looking than I was at the time. Everyone knew, because Arthur never failed to tell anyone who would listen, that he hated his name, but that his mother loved the Arthurian Legend, and thus he was named after it.
I had a boyfriend in high school, though admittedly we pretended to be only the best of friends. Carl and I were much more than that, of course, but that was a time when something like that would not have been readily accepted.
When high school ended, so did my relationship with Carl, and any direct knowledge of Arthur for a few years.
Later I learned that his relationship wi
