Nasty White Sneakers

My grade school is having their 30th year reunion this weekend. It coincides with the schools 150th year celebrations. I may just go to the open house to see the school but I was never much for socializing so I'll hope to avoid people I used to know.

What is freaky is that I open the paper today and what do I see but a picture of my grade seven class! There was even an article talking about my graduating class and this is where it gets creepy.

I was not a social kid... no real to difference now really. ;) I generally only had one close friend at a time. My school day BFsF (only so not) were... one from grades 1-5, then I switched to a new girl in grades 6-9, then one for 10 then a new one for the remaining years. I just discovered, through the article, that my first BFF died in 2002. Now we had nothing to do with each other for 20 odd years but wow, no words.

( The article...Go ahead read it. Spot the reference to me )

Best memories of our childhood friendship.
Digging clay out of the stream bed and making pots and dishes, that of course fell apart.
Whipped cream in a can.
Skipping church.
Learning to ride a bike.
Artichokes.
That stupid rabbit.
Her parents were the coolest I knew. They smoked dope...I was easily impressed back then.

Happy hunting grounds Kira.