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
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 So Gate
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 1956".
Why do you ask?"
"You were in my class!"
He looked at me closely.
Then, that ugly, old, wrinkled son-of-a-bitch asked,
"What did you teach?"