Jesus Boy!

I had the car radio blarring to my alternative rock music one day when I changed stations for a second and heard "Age Of Seventeen" by Stevie Nicks... Pop.... There go's me into memory lane.  I was about 19 or 20 when I dated Jesus Boy.  I was working as a cashier at a grocery store when I first noticed Jesus Boy.  Jesus Boy came to my lane one Sunday, with a beautiful white smile that I like to call "The Pearly Gates".  He had dark hair with an olive complextion and his voice was kinda of Twangy.   One of my fellow cashiers went to church with Jesus Boy and said, "You know his daddy is the pastor at Assembly Of God, Do you want me to fix you up?"... I thought, "Would You?.... He's So Cute". That was as  far as my mind would go at 19 or 20.... "Is he Cute?".... I don't remember how Jesus Boy and I finally meet.  I think he called me on the house phone, attached to the wall in the kitchen with a long cord. Not much privacy in those days.  Jesus Boy either came to my registar at the grocery store or he just called me and invited me to his church.  Not only was this church his daddys, Jesus Boy was the choir director.  He could sing really well and his Jesus moves were pretty good too.  He was a real good entertainer as I recall.   I would try to imagine him being a rock singer the few times I went to his church.  That's was kept me infatuated.  What I thought was odd was that he was going to Louisiana State University as a theater major.  "Was he planning to leaving the church and do Broadway shows in New York?", I thought to myself.  When we were half ass dating, I only seen him on weekens.  Another thing that impressed me about Jesus Boy was that he was the DJ (Disco Jesus) at a Christian Radion Station.  I remember I was trying to watch Love Boat one Friday night on tv.  Jesus boy had to work at the station and wanted me to listen in.  I really don't like that kind of music so when Love Boat came to a commerical, I would run to the radio that was in another room, listen to him for about a minute until Love Boat came back on air.  We also couldn't be together on Saturday nights because Jesus Boy went to the bars and handed out leaflets damning them all to HELL for listening to rock n' roll. (This must have been a phone relationship too now that I write this). When Sunday rolled around I would go to his church.  I was always the bad catholic, you know, praying in silence, mumbling wrong words to prayers, and kneeling at the wrong times.  At the Assembly Of God Church, it's members would talk in tongues, sway from side to side, and pray out loud.  It made me so uncomfortable that I thought it wouldn't be so bad to be a nun, they are so quiet and stoic (I still like that 30 years later come to think about it).  After church we would go to his house and watch slap stick comedy.  I remember he laugh and laugh at The Three Stogies.  I mean I did too, when I was an infant.   Then it was time to go back to church for the night service.  I don't remember going to his church more than twice, so this relationship must have been a two weeker.  Last story about Jesus Boy.  MTV had just started and I was MEZMORIZED.  I loved watching Music Videos. I had just started college when it came on the scene.  There were days I wanted just to stay in my dorm and watch Music Videos all day. Just like I said before, I saw Jesus Boy just on weekens.  I would leave campus on Friday and drive 25 minutes home, so I would be at my dad & step-mother's house and stay there until Sunday to work my cashiering job.  We were sitting in the living room watching tv when the music video Stand Back by Stevie Nicks came on.  Jesus Boy starting laughing and said, "Oh, My God, She Can't Sing"....I was shy back then and just nodded, but I wanted to throw a Bible at his head to be honest.  I loved Stevie Nicks.  I so loved the way she dressed, the way her clothes moved in the wind, I just loved everything about her.  I coudn't believe Jesus Boy thought she couldn't sing.  As I type this I try to remember how we broke up.  My 2 weeker was coming to an end.   I don't remember if he broke up with me or visa versa.  All I remember is "Just like a white-winged dove sings a song, sounds like she singing ooo, ooo, ooo.....and Just like that I sang.... "goodbye you, goodbye you, goodbye you..."   The end, Amen