classmate or how time flies

        HAVE YOU EVER BEEN GUILTY OF LOOKING AT OTHERS YOUR OWN AGE AND
THINKING,

        SURELY I CAN'T LOOK THAT OLD..... well, .

        

        

        MY NAME IS ALICE , AND I WAS SITTING IN THE WAITING ROOM FOR MY
FIRST

        APPOINTMENT WITH A NEW DENTIST.

        

        I NOTICED HIS DIPLOMA ON THE WALL, WHICH BORE HIS FULL NAME.
SUDDENLY:

        

        I REMEMBERED A TALL, HANDSOME, DARK-HAIRED BOY WITH THE SAME NAME
HAD

        BEEN IN MY HIGH SCHOOL CLASS SOME 50-ODD YEARS AGO.

        

        COULD HE BE THE SAME GUY THAT I HAD A SECRET CRUSH ON, WAY BACK
THEN?

        

        UPON SEEING HIM, HOWEVER, I QUICKLY DISCARDED ANY SUCH THOUGHT..

        

        THIS BALDING, GRAY-HAIRED MAN WITH THE DEEPLY LINED FACE WAS WAY TOO

        OLD TO HAVE BEEN MY CLASSMATE.

        

        AFTER HE EXAMINED MY TEETH, I ASKED HIM IF HE HAD ATTENDED MORGAN
PARK

        HIGH SCHOOL ..

        

        'YES. YES, I DID. I'M A MUSTANG,' HE GLEAMED WITH PRIDE.

        

        WHEN DID YOU GRADUATE?' I ASKED.

        

        HE ANSWERED, 'IN 1962. WHY DO YOU ASK?'

        

        YOU WERE IN MY CLASS!', I EXCLAIMED.

        

        HE STOPPED AND LOOKED AT ME CLOSELY.

        

        THEN, THAT UGLY,

        

        OLD,

        

        BALD HEADED,

        

        WRINKLED FACED,

        

        FAT-ASSED,

        

        GRAY-HAIRED,

        

        DECREPIT

        

        OLD SON-OF-A-BITCH

        

        ASKED,

        

        'WHAT SUBJECT DID YOU TEACH???