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 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!" I exclaimed.
  He looked at me closely.  Then, that ugly, old, wrinkled son-of-a-bitch asked, 
         "What did you teach?"