Well, I’ll be. I was googleing up some names of people from my childhood and came across the brother of my girlfriend from the 5th grade. Well, I think it was 5th grade. Maybe it is just safer to say grade school.
The story on how I found her again years later is interesting on it’s own. I felt kind of stupid when I did met up with her. It was quite awkward. It was after a gymnastic meet and she went to talk to someone, I wasn’t really sure. I obviously couldn’t see where she went and I didn’t hear her calling after me.
Anyway, I kind of wish I didn’t wander off because I never saw her again. We talked on the phone a couple times later. I figure she found out how apostate I was and ran away from me.