Okay, Where Are My Old Friends? They Were Here a Second Ago!
Okay, already, where are my old friends? No seriously. Seems like just a minute or two ago, I was playing tennis with that old wooden racket with Emil from Brooklyn. And it doesn't seem life a lifetime ago that I was playing piano recitals with that girl from Harrison, NY. (The one that always beat me. Grrr.) And whoa, it REALLY doesn't seem that long ago that Scott from Milwaukee taught me how to row in the practice boats so that I could (and did) make the crew team in college. These are some of the amazing people that came into my life and who now have me asking myself "where are my old friends? ...
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