Good memories

There aren’t much more than a handful of people from high school I’d be interested in catching up with, and I got an email from one of them this evening. It’s weird thinking I can say to someone “hey, it’s been what… twenty years?”

It was just about the last thing I expected, sitting back in a rare spare moment, tweaking my spam filter to catch a particularly persistent ad for Viagra. Ah, the joys of email…

Give the gift of words.