Getting Older?
Courtesy of Sheila Taboy

Have you been guilty of looking at others your own age and thinking, "Surely I can't look that old?"

I Was sitting in the waiting room for my first appointment with a new dentist. I noticed his DDS diploma, which bore his full name. Suddenly I remembered a tall, handsome, dark-haired boy with the same name had been in my high school class some 40 odd years ago. Could he be the same guy that I had a secret crush on way back then?

Upon seeing him, however, I quickly discarded any such thought. This balding, gray-haired man with the deeply lied face was way too old to have been my classmate. Hmmm... Or could he? After he examined my teeth, I asked him if he had attended Morgan Park High School.

"Yes. yes, I did. I'm a Mustang," he gleamed with pride.

When did you graduate," I asked.

He answered, "in 1959. Why do you ask?"

"You were in my class!" I exclaimed.

He looked at me closely. Then, that ugly, old, wrinkled son-of-a-bitch asked, "What did you teach?

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