School Story:
Few years ago I was surfing in Wrightsville Beach, NC (skimboarding actually, but its just easier to say surfing). I'm making the trek back to my car and this guy stops me to comment on my 'surfing'. I instantly recognized him as Darryl Rogers from HS soccer and fellow classmate of 88, but I did not let him know I knew who he was. I was just going to see if he'd remembered me (not entirely fair b/c what hair I have left was wet from surfing). I end the conversation by using his name and I'll never forget the puzzled look on his face just prior to revealing who I was.