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wish I had never broken off some romances; I wish I had never gotten involved in others.
-I wish I had the guts to introduce myself to that gorgeous blonde I saw at a softball tournament the other day to see where she would have fallen in either of the above.
-I wish I paid better attention when my Dad performed routine maintenance * on the family car, so that the brakes on my five-year-old Datsun wouldn’t sound like a cat being tortured in the dead of night.
-I wish I took my trumpet lessons more seriously and baseball playing less seriously, having more fun and experiencing greater success at both ventures.
-I wish I kept in touch with Dennis, one of my oldest and closest friends on the face of this Earth.
-I wish I told Dennis what I just told you.
-I wish I could go back to summer camp, where the greatest concern of the day was, “What time do we play softball?” and “How do we get out of arts and crafts?”
-I wish I could write like J'Jeil Simon, possess the inner calm and selfassuredness of Roy Hobbs, throw a baseball like Dwight Gooden, run with the ease and grace of Edwin Moses, get the dames Humphrey Bogart got, play the piano like Billy Joel.
-I wish, lastly, for a copy of Billy Joel’s little black book, knowing full well that he’s not using it anymore.
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