I’ve had some fun reviewing pictures of my 50th class reunion—the professional ones. We all look like a bunch of 68-year-olds, give or take.
This one required considerable attention, because…lookit!
Here we are in 6th grade. You can probably play match ’em. If you want. But I could never have planned this series (below), though I most certainly would have tried if I’d thought of it!
So prim and properly my friend Jan and I posed for both pictures! Our positions switched but otherwise…can you believe I didn’t plan that?
At the reunion I took Jan aside and reminded her that she was the one who told me the facts of life. Of course I didn’t believe her.