I can easily believe it's been 25 years. Feels more like, oh, 26 1/2. Maybe 27 years, 4 months. My liver has certainly aged faster than the rest of me! Hope to make it over from England - isn't John Coiro on this side of the pond as well? Somehow my memory of high school is fuzzy, slowed down and slightly in double vision. Why would that be? I'm going to have to dig out the yearbook, study up and try to remember what people looked like! No one will remember me as I was truant most of the time. It will be more like meeting people for the first time than heavy nostalgia! Seems like I hung out with the class of '81 and neglected my peers. Forgive me. I'll try to be pleasant and charming at the reunion to make up it!