I will always be confronted with my prom date.
The school photographer took a full-lenth pic of the two of us arrriving at the prom---and school yearbook editors published the pic sprawled over almost two whole pages at the very front of the yearbook.
My date (and heavy steady) was a football star and quite popular, and I did look pretty neat in my prom gown (didn't cost $2400).
I knew where my yearbooks got to, I would know who it was.
I am afraid it might have been a cheerleader turned clintonoid.
I didn't have a steady at prom time, I was a bee fliting from pretty flower to pretty flower.