Ist Grade Story

So this is the week for stories from the 1st grade. I'm a bit late, so sue me. I don't really remember much from the first or second grade for some reason. Kidnergarten is pretty clear as is 3rd grade, so I'm not sure what happened to those years. I do have one interesting memory though, that I think might be from the first grade. We went on a field trip to the central washington state fair. My mom came along as did some other parent chaperones. My mom met this man there. I'm pretty sure that his name was James's Dad (pronounce both s's). He was married and had at least one child, who was in my class. Anyway, he fell madly in love with my mom. He would come to our house every night and bang on the door and cry for a couple of hours and leave presents. We would bring the tv into the bedroom, turn off the lights and pretend that we weren't home. My sister (two years younger than me) and I loved the presents he would leave on the doorstep and thought that he must be pretty nice. We would listen to him cry and say, "Mommy, why are you being so mean to James's Dad?" His wife came to my mom's work and threatened her. I'm not sure how, but eventually he went away.