Personal Note Today: I received a copy of my 30-Year Reunion Directory which I was unable to attend. First thought: Where did 30 years go? We cannot have been out of school for 3 decades. I mean after all, we are young vibrant active people!

Second thought: Of the 125 people who composed my graduating class, there are 44 names here. That hurts.

Next thought: I could hear each voice loud and clear in the answers they gave. Memories are strong things. And now I remember why I am a terror to the students when I substitute at school. They think they are cool and clever but they are rank amateurs compared to the, er, um, "individuals" with whom I attended High School. Heh. Bulldogs rule!