Heartthrob

A few weeks back I read that former teen heartthrob, David Cassidy, would be on the cusp of turning 75. 

During the 1970's, I was part of a throng of adolescent girls who swooned over him. If his face appeared on the cover of Tiger Beat magazine, I grabbed my babysitting money and hustled out to the store. On Friday nights I was glued to our family's television set, waiting for the latest episode of The Partridge Family to air. There was just something about Cassidy's feathered hair and snug-fitting bell bottoms I found irresistible. 

My friends had other allegiances. Some preferred Bobby Sherman, others chose Donny Osmond, a few felt their hearts flutter over Leif Garrett or Andy Gibb. But not me. I was "Team Cassidy" all the way.

And then, before I knew it, my idol began to weather. His hairline receded. His profile grew rounder. Even his bubble gum voice began to crack.

Although Cassidy died in 2017, through the magic of syndication, he still lives on as my teenage idol. When I watch those old episodes, I feel anything but old. 

It's 1974 all over again.....

"I think I love you so what am I so afraid of, I'm afraid that I'm not sure of a love there is no cure for." - lyric from Billboard #1 Hit "I Think I Love You, " featuring David Cassidy