Kablammo!

In the past week, I’ve more-or-less randomly bumped into a few friends acquaintances, including two whom I’ve known since elementary school (kindergarten, in one case). Apparently I’ve changed a lot in the five-and-a-half years since I’ve seen them, or so they told me. Though they told me that outright, there was really no need since it was quite explicit in the total lack of recognition in their eyes before I told them my name and gave them a few moments to process it.

I guess most people don’t grow another two or three inches after high school. What this might mean is that if I keep my fool mouth shut, I can walk around my hometown completely incognito.

Sadly there’s other recent news involving people I’ve known since kindergarten, in this case the kid I sat next to in Mrs West’s art class. Britton was one of the nicest people I ever met, and for what it’s worth he recognized me immediately, different though I may look, when I ran into him just before Christmas.

I’m glad that at least I ended up seeing him one last time, though it’s certainly terribly depressing that he apparently won’t end up finishing pharmacy school after all.

I thought I was too young for this, but then I thought he was too young for his part in this too. Rest in peace.