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Sometimes I'm glad to see them

Since I graduated from high school 35 years ago, I have had contact with very few of my classmates. Haven't lost sleep over it either. Some I wouldn't mind seeing every once in awhile, but I also recognize that life goes on. As I have said before, I was the fat kid from the other side of the tracks, so I didn't have that many friends to begin with.

Yesterday I come into contact with one of the most popular people in my graduating class. The reason that she had so many friends is because she didn't look down her nose at anyone, even the fat kids from the other side of the tracks. I saw her at the place where I buy my paper on my way to work. She's the new manager there. I recognized her before she knew who I was. She has aged well. When I told her who I was, she came over and shook my hand. We talked a few minutes which made me late for work but I didn't mind. I found that even though she got married and became a parent well before I did, I'm ahead of her on grandchildren. That may be also why I have gray hair and she doesn't.

I haven't mentioned her name because I told her I wouldn't put her in my blog, so I half kept my promise. I do think though if she is the same level headed person I knew in high school this mini mart will be a better place for people to shop and for the employees to work.

I will wait awhile before emailing the home office about the wonderful job I think she will do.

Comments

Thank God we all (hopefully) grow up after high school. I like reunions even though i wasn't that popular, because all the stuff that mattered in HS is over (35 years for me too!)What a nice memory of a truly good person you knew.
Pat Jenkins said…
life has a way of equaling us all whether we were popular or peon!!!

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