CLASSMATES

139 – Tuesday, May 19, 2009

I have recently renewed some old acquaintances from my high school days on an internet site called classmates.com. Not only has it been nostalgic, but, I must say, rather enlightening for me as well. I was a little apprehensive, at first anyway, to upload my photo to the personal profile I wrote on the location – after all, I was renewing friendships with people who had not seen nor heard from me in forty-five years, and with my ready reference being Cynthia’s scrap book archives, I have become fully aware that I no longer am recognizable from my 1” x 1 ½” black-and-white yearbook picture. I ultimately relented, however, and agonizingly posted my mug right where everyone who logs onto the site can view me just the way I appear today, shall we say ‘mature’, since that sounds a whole lot more palatable than ‘old’. Continuing to navigate on the web page to see who all I can find as other members, I made an incredible and wonderful discovery – one that not only erased my inhibitions, but elated my soul. There are a whole bunch of people I uncovered who bear the same names as my former classmates, but have obviously stolen their identities, for their profiles sport images revealing wrinkles and gray and bear little, if any, resemblance to the published imagery displayed in my yearbook reference. You know, by golly, a thought just occurred to me - this excruciating phenomenon might not just be happening to me!

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