There had been a reunion of sorts of some of my class mates from college, and they sent me photos of the occasion and it was at first like looking at a party of total strangers.
Later on, when I had studied the photos more carefully, I discerned features that I recognized and little by little the names and faces came together.
It is extraordinary what 45 years can do to a person.
I, of course, have hardly changed....well, maybe a little grayer, maybe a little heavier, maybe a little more wrinkled....Sheesh...who am I kidding.
I am as altered as they are.
It was good to them again though. A bit of my past to hold on to.
A toast to them all.
SKAAL...