A blast from the past:
Fishing in Massachusetts. From left to right, me, Becky, Alex, and Nathan. I have no idea which stream or river this is.
Over the weekend I got a Myspace message from some guy named Natulufugus. Turns out he's Nathan Siegwart, the kid in the picture above. He grew up in the house next door to us in Worcester.
His family left Worcester right around the same time we did, moving back to Michigan. Coincidentally he just recently moved to Florida a few months ago, but he is way up in the panhandle, a day's drive from Orlando.
This morning he sent me a few pictures from what must be right around 1986 (that would make me 8).
He claims that his sister, Becky, always had a crush on me. You decide.
Unfortunately, Becky was four years younger than me. In elementary school that was just too wide a chasm for our young hearts to cross. If only we had met in our twenties or thirties (and I was single)...
Fishing in Massachusetts. From left to right, me, Becky, Alex, and Nathan. I have no idea which stream or river this is.Over the weekend I got a Myspace message from some guy named Natulufugus. Turns out he's Nathan Siegwart, the kid in the picture above. He grew up in the house next door to us in Worcester.
His family left Worcester right around the same time we did, moving back to Michigan. Coincidentally he just recently moved to Florida a few months ago, but he is way up in the panhandle, a day's drive from Orlando.
This morning he sent me a few pictures from what must be right around 1986 (that would make me 8).
He claims that his sister, Becky, always had a crush on me. You decide.
Unfortunately, Becky was four years younger than me. In elementary school that was just too wide a chasm for our young hearts to cross. If only we had met in our twenties or thirties (and I was single)...