No story...just so many wonderful memories, especially of how fresh and new and naive and wonderful we all were and how stunned I was to learn at a reunion a few years ago that some of my classmates struggled in high school and didn't feel embraced and loved. I hope I never contributed to that. I never meant to. Please chalk it up to my pre-contacts self being as blind as a bat and not seeing you in the hallway. You were a blur. I loved you!