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To See Ourselves as Others See Us

Category: Rated G, Shaggy Puppy

Bill Pardue sent me this tale. I have been invited to my High School Reunion this Summer. Perhaps, I should rethink seriously about it.


While waiting for my first appointment in the reception room of a new dentist, I noticed his certificate, which bore his full name. Suddenly, I remembered that a tall, handsome boy with the same name had been in my high school class some 40 years ago. Upon seeing him, however, I quickly discarded any such thought. This balding, gray-haired man with the deeply lined face was too old to have been my classmate. After he had examined my teeth, I asked him if he had attended the local high school.

“Yes,” he replied.

“When did you graduate?” I asked.

He answered, “In 1957.”

“Why, you were in my class!” I exclaimed.

He looked at me closely and then asked, “What did you teach?”

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