Ode to the Crush

When my brother was a freshman in high school, he was on the varsity wrestling team. Which meant we had a group of upperclassman boys who would come over and hang out at our house. I was in seventh grade at the time and I had a gigantic crush on this senior named Troy Skogland. He made me swoon. I'm pretty sure he knew.

First, because I got all googly-eyed whenever he was around. And second, my brother might have told him.

Anyway, I was going through an origami phase at the time. Troy would...