I got an email from a guy who I went to junior high with 40 years ago! Blast from the past. He turned out to be a good photographer. I don't know how to bring website links into a post but his stuff is on pbase.com/harlanlampert. I think they are very good photos, pretty artistic.
Now we are exchanging emails, catching up. It's kind of fun. I found out what happened to the girl I used to have a crush on when I was 12. She became an orthodox Jew in a cult, became a doctor, and married a guy who just studies the Jewish Bible all day. Hey, I remember how to say mommy and daddy in Hebrew, Karen. I can run rings around your hubby when it comes to Bible studies in the original language. Come back to me - I named my youngest child after you.
When I was 12 years old, the fantasy I longed for the most was to be sitting on a bench with Karen, her head on my knee, so I could pet her hair. I guess that's a far cry from kids these days, going "hey bitch, shake that ass for me".



