Recently divorced, I moved back to my home town hoping to start over again. A few weeks later, while 

making a dentist appointment, I was surprised to see I recognized the dentist’s name as a good looking boy from my high school 20 years ago.

However, upon walking into the dentist’s office, I quickly realized he must be someone else. He was 


bald, had a big beer belly, and looked a lot older than me. Just to be sure though, on my way out I asked 
him if he went to the high school that I had attended. “Yeah”, he responded, “I graduated in 91.” “Oh 

my gosh”, I excitedly said “you were in my class.” “Really”, he said that’s interesting, “what class did you teach?”