Growing-up in NYC and attending a high school which amounted to Manhattan 90210, I will leave it to others to speculate what I mean beyond this: A normal date is when you set a time when the lady will be picked up from her home, you pick her up, take her to a respectable establishment, pay for the meal and libations, then either go to a movie or some other respectable locale and then take her home without much inappropriate delay. On reflection, however, I think that I should have said one of my first normal dates was at that Friday’s, rather than my very first. Then again, much of high school is shrouded in fog to me now.

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Jonah Goldberg is a National Review contributing editor.
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