While waiting for my first appointment in the reception room of a new dentist, I noticed his certificate, which bore his full name. Suddenly, I remembered that a tall, handsome boy with the same name had been in my high school class some 40 years ago. Upon seeing him, however, I quickly discarded any such thought. This balding, gray-haired man with the deeply lined face was too old to have been my classmate. After he had examined my teeth, I asked him if he had attended the local high school. “Yes,” he replied. “When did you graduate?” I asked. He answered, “In 1944.” “Why, you were in my class!” I exclaimed. He looked at me closely and then asked, “What did you teach?” see also   Aging  Section   All We Have To Do Is Stand Up Vacuum Extender BrownEes Chinese Puzzle Car Always Give 100% At Work Ancient Politician My Toaster Is Broken Shining Stars Tunnel Face The Bugs Are Bad This Year Dog Spa Ostrich Imprint Local Crabs World's First Hard Hat Bird Melons

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