CLASS OF '59?
Have you been guilty of looking at others your own age and thinking... surely I cannot look that old? You may enjoy this short story.
While waiting for my first appointment in the reception room of a new dentist, I noticed his certificate, which bore his full name. Suddenly, I remembered that a tall, handsome boy with the same name had been in my high school class some 45 years ago.
Upon seeing him, however, I quickly discarded any such thought. This balding, gray-haired man with the deeply lined face was way too old to have been my classmate. After he had examined my teeth, I asked him
if he had attended the local high school. "Yes," he replied.
"When did you graduate?" I asked.
He answered, "In 1959. Why?"
"You were in my class!" I exclaimed.
He looked at me closely, and then the son of a gun asked, "What did you teach?"