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Dear Ann Landers: Recently, you printed a letter about how a couple of ``old flames' tried to rekindle their romance but failed. You asked your readers to write about their experiences with old flames, so here goes:

Ten years ago, I met an attractive girl at the amusement park where we were working summer jobs. We saw a lot of each other, but there was no romance. The following year, we ran into each other on campus. Still no romance. We kept running into each other, and I began to feel that fate was bringing us together and maybe she was the one for me. I completely changed the way I thought about her and presto, I was in love! She confessed that she had been crazy about me for a long time.On Thanksgiving 1989, in my grandmother's driveway, I got down on one knee and asked her to marry me. She said yes, and we were married soon after. Now we can't understand what took us so long. - Alexandria, Va.

Dear Alex: Ain't love grand? Read on:

From Auburndale, Fla.: I pulled into my carport one Friday night after staying late at school (I was a teacher), and there he was. I had not seen him in 40 years, but I recognized him immediately. We sat in my kitchen and talked non-stop for five hours.

He had been the victim of a violent crime and had lost his speech and most of his memory. After several months of therapy, he had made remarkable progress. The first words he uttered were my name. He got into his car, drove to my hometown and found me.

We were married 10 months later, the first time for me (at age 63) and the second for him. We had nearly seven beautiful years together before I lost him to cancer. Ours was a real love story. - E.D.W.

Tucson: I had a huge crush on Larry. He was the most popular guy in school. Once when he smiled at me in the lunchroom, I nearly fainted. He took me out a few times but nothing ignited. After graduation, Larry left town. I lost track of him, but he was constantly in my dreams. At age 20 I married Jim, a nice, steady, boring guy who was a lot like Gary Cooper. All he could say was ``yup' and ``nope.' We had two children and sort of sleepwalked through life.

On our 18th anniversary, I couldn't stand it any longer and asked Jim for a divorce. He agreed at once. To my surprise, he got married two months later. It never dawned on me that he had had a girl all along - one he must have said more to than ``yup' and ``nope.'

A month later, I went to my 20th high school reunion and there was Larry, more gorgeous than ever and freshly divorced. We fell in love that weekend. After four months of burning up the telephone lines and spending every weekend together, we were married. At age 40, I had a son - his first child - and am now pregnant with a girl. Talk about happy - we are in seventh heaven!\

Write to Ann Landers in care of the Greensboro News & Record, P.O. Box 20848, Greensboro, N.C. 27420.

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