My sister was reading a previous post that included a Shaun Cassidy video and commented about the fact that my husband bears a strong resemblance to Shaun.  This is something that didn't go unnoticed by my hubby either.  It would appear that 30 years later, I'm still in love with a teenage heart throb!

Over the course of my lifetime I have been in love with a number of teenage heart throbs.

 One of my first loves was Ike Eisenmann who played "Tony Malone" in Escape to Witch Mountain .  I loved this movie with a passion; I saw it so many times that I knew the dialogue by heart.  My obsession with this film and its stars had fuel poured on it when my mother used my family's film connections to arrange for me to meet Kim Richards for a luncheon which resulted in my spending a weekend at her house. That they were befriending me because they believed that being nice to me would be a good political move given my grandfather's power at Disney is fodder for another story altogether.  We were talking about Ike. I was nine when I fell in love with his mop of hair and big soulful eyes.  It was a crush that would be reignited every time he appeared on a TV show like Eight is Enough or Little House on the Prairie.  But he was just one of many.

There was Bobby Sherman.  But really, who didn't love Bobby?  He could act and sing, had a smile that could melt a girl's heart, and had that fabulous mop of hair with the bangs that brushed innocently across his forehead.  He was on the cover of Tiger Beat  nearly every week. He had a TV show called Getting Together, the main character for which was introduced on an episode of the Patridge Family.

 There was Lance Kerwin.  Remember him? First he captured our hearts in The Loneliest Runner where he played a bed wetting track star, and then in the series James at 15. He too had those bangs, like Bobby Sherman that swept across his forhead.  Yeah, it's a thing with me.

 Of course, there was Shaun Cassidy. Again with the bangs.  My love for him has already been declared.  I was an avid Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew Mysteries fan and there was a time when I was torn between two great loves because I also thought Parker Stevenson was foxy too!

 Okay, I'll give it to you.  I've got a bang fetish.  It's becoming more and more clear to me with each photo of a heart throb I download! In 5th grade my friend Mishi's father was on an episode of The Hardy Boys and she got to go to visit her dad on the set and took another one of our friends, Betsy.  I was seething with jealousy and come to think of it, I'm still not sure I've forgiven them for leaving me out.  I can really hold a grudge.  A few years back I sat next to Parker to watch a movie in a graveyard and he was still cute and I spent most of the movie casting sidelong glances at him.

 Then there was Leif Garrett. Again with the bangs.  How jealous was I of Kristy McNichol who played his girlfriend on Family? He could sing, dance, and always had his shirt unbuttoned and not a trace of chest hair.  How could I not swoon?

 All of these boys, with their fabulous bangs, soulful eyes, and pearly white smiles helped shape my taste in men (and music) and paved the way for the love of my life with whom I celebrate our third anniversary today.

Talk about a heart throb!