"I Only Have Eyes For You and Other Stories"

"I Only Have Eyes For You and Other Stories" "My love must be a kind of blind love. I can't see anyone but you." There couldn't have been a better slow song. Back then it was mostly all about driving, dating, dancing, dreaming of going all the way and not really knowing where we were all going. Living in an America overflowing with real or imagined innocence, now melting away like a warm marshmallow sundae from the Twin Kiss Drive-In. For those of you who were there, this novel/memoir written by F. Alan Shirk--who was--will help you remember how it was. For those of you who weren't there, find out what you missed inside the covers of this "American Graffiti" for the East Coast. "Love for real not fade away."