I went to my 10th. Realized the only people in my class that I wanted to keep in touch with I already was. The rest I would rather not see anyway. No more reunions. Yeah! (I’m 79.)
I saw a video where if you squeeze the blood filled part of a tick it will make his legs open out, and they go back when you let go. (Well, maybe if you do it….I’m not squeezing any ticks today.)
Had a childhood friend who called himself Butch…..his real name was Gustav. A girl I went to school with was called Berta…..real name Elva Elberta. She hated it.
I went to my 10th. Realized the only people in my class that I wanted to keep in touch with I already was. The rest I would rather not see anyway. No more reunions. Yeah! (I’m 79.)