Aging Classmates
Trying to remember the good old days

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?”


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28-Jun-2022