On Sun, 22 Jun 2014 17:32:52 -0400, jmcquown >
wrote:

>On 6/22/2014 4:46 PM, sf wrote:
>> On Sun, 22 Jun 2014 14:58:22 -0400, jmcquown >
>> wrote:
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>>> Hindsight is 20/20. Most of the time if I try something I fondly
>>> remember from years ago I'm sorely disappointed.
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>> Me too. Then I wonder if I've changed or it has... which really
>> doesn't matter because the dynamic isn't the same. Case in point: I
>> moved from Michigan to California when I was a teenager and madly in
>> love with a boy. I returned two years later to visit my grandparents
>> and he dropped by. He was everything I remembered. So cute, so
>> romantic (making up short poems on the spur of the moment) - but
>> nothing resonated. He hadn't changed. Poor thing was in a catch 22.
>> If he *had* changed I would have faulted him for that. He just
>> couldn't win.
>>
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>LOL I saw my high school boyfriend again (once) when I was in my 30's.
> I grew up, he didn't. We went out for a friendly dinner. (OB Food:
>Art Pieroni's Restaurant. Great Italian food. Didn't last more than a
>couple of years.) All he could talk about was how we never should have
>broken up. Dude, it was high school. (Fact is I was pretty well bored
>with listening to him play the piano - he figured he'd be the next big
>rock star). He called me the day after we had dinner. I was sick in
>bed with a miserable cold. I really did feel horrible. When I told him
>I didn't feel like talking (sound familiar? but I really was sick) and
>I'd call him back he got all huffy. He drove home the reminder of what
>a selfish guy he really was. Nope, you can't go back.
>
>Jill

My brother worked at a McCrory's. We used to pick him up, my dad and
me.