Do you remember your first love? I remember mine. She was a 1966 Chevy Malibu with full chrome lips and clean kicks. I wasn’t her first. She’d been with an old lady from Jefferson County for the majority of her life and then she found the Lord when a priest from backwoods Kentucky snatched her up. But I was her third, and she was my first, and for $6,000 of hard earned cash she was mine forever. I was in love. When her whitewall’s set foot onto the pavement of my high school, eyes fol