Have you ever wondered about your first crush? Where are they now? What’s become of them? Would they remember you if you contacted them? Over the years, I have.

His name was Michael H. We were in 8th grade. I was babysitting for a neighbor one evening when he called and asked me if I wanted to go steady. I was giddy with excitement! One evening, I invited him to go to my church youth group with me. We were sitting in the back seat and Dad was driving. Our knees knocked when Dad hit a bump and a jolt went up my spine. We had just touched each other for the first time! When he broke up with me, I was heartbroken.

Yesterday, I was having a conversation with my pastor’s husband and he mentioned that there’s a program called Zaba where you can look people up and if you have a state, they can provide you with the city, the person’s family members, their finances, just about anything you could ever want to know about them. This morning, I thought I’d try looking up my first boyfriend. I put in his name and the state of Washington where we both went to junior high. It took a few minutes for Zaba to look everything up. Don’t worry…it didn’t give me everything. I would have had to pay for that. But I was able to see that there was a Michael H. in Tacoma, Washington who was 63 years old. It gave me the names of some of his family members but that was all I could see.

With that information, I googled him with the town of Tacoma and I found an obituary for his younger brother who died this year. I thought maybe I could send my condolences by way of introduction. I imagined saying, “Do you remember the first girl you asked to go steady with you?”

Then I found his Facebook page. Whoa! It was so full of foul language, and he had a short video of himself laughing when he saw someone attack a bicyclist while he (Michael) was driving and videoing.

All of a sudden, I didn’t want to get in touch anymore. I didn’t want him to be able to be in touch with me in the future. He felt creepy to me. I was so, so glad that we broke up and that I’m not married to him. That cured me of ever wondering about him again!