Brings back memories.
When I was a young lad, I had a fancy for the girl next door. She was cute and freckled and we had some good times holding hands and kissing. What makes me laugh now is recalling some of those times...she considered a really GOOD kiss to be what Wrangler Jane laid on Captain Wilton Parmenter from time to time. A long-mouth-closed-forceful kind of kiss. We were young. No tongue.
Those who watched F Troop will know of what I speak.
