No peeking

Mr. Beagles dodged a bullet with the fake valet parking scheme, didn't he?  That's not something I'd like to tell my father about, under any circumstances.  The only thing that comes close in my experience was at a hockey game in the old Chicago Stadium with a couple of buddies.  The parking lot was full, or nearly so, and expensive for our teenage budgets but there were plenty of parking spots on the nearby side streets.  After parking, a young lad approached us and offered to "watch your car for a quarter."  This baffled me, but the oldest in the group was wise to the ways of the street and replied that it was such a good deal that "here's an extra quarter to keep a real good eye on it."  Money well spent; the car was in perfect condition after the game.  I've often wondered what would have happened to the car had we not spent the couple of quarters to keep it safe.

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Driving around seemed to be a big part of date nights and downtown was a popular, almost magical, destination.  Buckingham Fountain, the Wrigley Building bathed in floodlights, and lower Wacker Drive with the green streetlights were usually on the agenda, followed by the obligatory visit to Old Town to mingle with the weirdos and maybe buy a giant pretzel or a day-glo poster.  Rising passions required a quick trip north on the Outer Drive to park along the lake east of Addison to watch the submarine races.  In those days, prior to the '68 Democratic convention, the lakefront was open all nights and romance blossomed freely.  I heard that if your windows got too steamed up the cops would rap on them and tell you to move on but I never witnessed it myself.

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I don't know what to make of that Moore guy in Alabama but I'm not going to harshly judge the whole state.  I enjoyed my time spent down there, and the girls are quite alluring, too much so, but that guy should have known better, especially knowing how young they were.  His grip on reality was poor, and it is likely that he was being played like a dime store fiddle.

But isn't there some kind of statute of limitations for this sort of thing, like there is for other crimes or bad behavior?  The next wave of scandals could involve public figures who clumsily dropped a lot of pencils in high school in the hopes of sneaking a peak up some unsuspecting girl's dress.  It happens, sometimes your eye can wander where it shouldn't.  Honest mistake, really.  But there was one guy from my sophomore year, later arrested for arson, who took things a little too far.  He used a dental mirror.

Nowadays kids are probably using their smart phones for their clandestine peeping, but what's the point?  The girls don't wear dresses or skirts anymore but they seem willing enough to send off a few naked selfies to the proper lad who will no doubt share it with his pals.  Future college or job interviews could be awkward with those new additions to the permanent record.