You and Your Old MPHS Classmate Dentist
Have you ever been guilty of looking at others your own age and saying, “surely I can’t look that old?”
I was sitting in the waiting room waiting for my first appointment with my new dentist. I noticed his name on his diploma. I remembered the tall handsome boy I had gone to high school with forty plus years ago. Could he be the same guy I had a secret crush on many years ago?
Upon seeing him I asked if he had attended Morgan Park High School?
“Yes, I did”, he said. “I was a Mustang.” He said, gleaming.
“When did you graduate?” I asked.
“In 1966” he replied. “Why do you ask?”
“You were in my class!” I exclaimed.
He looked at me closely, and then that old, wrinkled, ugly man asked,
“What did you teach?”
Thanks to Barb Schultz Reese Jan 66 and Bill Whited for submitting.