1994

Friday night was my ten-year high school reunion.

Everybody is doing well. Of course, we only had about 25 of 70 show up: this was a self-selecting group. The folks who came were happy, healthy, thin and energetic. Those kids which time was no so kind to probably chose not to come.

One funny tee-hee was the couple who dated for most of high school who are now married to stunt-double quality lookalikes of their respective ex-partners.

As for me, I got a few “Boy, you look great.” Obviously the first couple times it was flattering, but after the tenth one in a too-surprised tone I suspected expectations were low going into the event. Hmm.

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