Tuesday, June 25, 2013
When I Was Ten
There we are, squinting at the sun and smiling for the camera. Quite amazingly, I remember about half the first names of my fifth grade classmates and actually remember the last names of maybe ten of them. Not bad for having lived in Las Vegas only thirteen months. Where am I, you ask? Third row, third from the left. If you are in this photo please leave a comment. I have missed all of you so much. At least the ones whose names I can remember. Some days I feel fortunate when I remember my own name.