This poem should be named M.D.A., but it will always be "The One and Only D.A." to me. This is the only poem that has ever been written for me personally, to the best of my knowledge. I still have the original, handwritten on white, lined stationary tablet, but I didn't need to copy it, as there is no danger of ever forgetting it. I would have to say, "The post that inspired this reply, was the biggest mistake of my life." At 16, I thought I was so smart. I knew nothing of life or love. It was signed by 78 guys at Miramar Naval Air Station, all in basic training. [1959] It has no name, so I gave it the initials of the sender. The boy I love[d], my soul mate, the spirit I followed to this plane. .