"All these books I have written down...every time I look at them, they just seem dumb..."
[this was a lady in conversation with her friend...I realized after a second that her friend must be married to a kid who was a year under me in high school, from the details she bandied about. Then Mrs. [High School Acquaintance] started talking about the "huge" house they had rented in Florida for the kids for spring break, how some were flying down, some driving and I realized anew that I was very, very old. And frail.]
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