answered:
It was the winter of 1932 on the wintery tundra of Saskatchewan. I had put my virginity down for only a second, but when I turned to retrieve it, it was gone. It’s been 82 years, and not a day goes by when I don’t wonder where my virginity ran off to, and how much differently my life would be if I had never lost it. Godspeed to you, virginity. Godspeed.