Monday, November 05, 2018

I was at some sort of school reunion. I was watching the proceedings with a schoolmate, a woman I didn’t know too well. There was a kind of parade of people in a class a couple of years ahead of me. I told her that in school I thought of all these people as “big kids,” and I still do. I felt this was a poignant statement, and she seemed to agree. She went on to tell me about her failed marriage to another fellow student.