Have you been guilty of looking at others your own
age and thinking, Surely! I can't look that old?" If
so, read on....
I was sitting in the waiting room for my first
appointment with a new dentist. I noticed his
Dental diploma, which bore his full name. Suddenly, I
remembered a tall, handsome, dark-haired boy with
the same name who had been in my high school class some
50-odd 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 examined my teeth, I asked him if he
had attended Stratford High school.
"Yes. Yes, I did. I also played on most of the
sports teams" he gleamed with pride.
"When did you graduate?" I asked. He answered, "In
1953 . 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?
