Twenty Odd Years
Met up with a friend yesterday that I haven't seen or chatted with in twenty years. It's enough to make a person feel old. We met in kindergarten when I bopped him in the nose in a fit of opportunity, and didn't drift apart until high school despite family events and moving across the province. It's not shocking that a lot of things have changed for both of us, but it's funny the things that stayed the same. The kid who lives in my memories loved driving, tinkering, and competition and all three interests came together in watching his dad fix…
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October 14, 2016
