Chuck Iobst was my high school boyfriend and was a very kind and soft spoken person. We continued to date after high school and I was at Princeton for Homecoming Weekend in the early ’60s when Bob Dylan was the weekend entertainment. He was on the stage alone with his guitar and harmonica. Afterwards Chuck and I went to Cottage Club for a rowdy evening of drinking and dancing to a live band shouting "Louie, Louie." I vaguely remember waking up at a large pond somewhere in the town of Princeton. Chuck has always occupied a warm place in my heart. I will never forget him. He was my first love.
Chuck Iobst was my high school boyfriend and was a very kind and soft spoken person. We continued to date after high school and I was at Princeton for Homecoming Weekend in the early ’60s when Bob Dylan was the weekend entertainment. He was on the stage alone with his guitar and harmonica. Afterwards Chuck and I went to Cottage Club for a rowdy evening of drinking and dancing to a live band shouting "Louie, Louie." I vaguely remember waking up at a large pond somewhere in the town of Princeton. Chuck has always occupied a warm place in my heart. I will never forget him. He was my first love.