with Coach Ed and Figmo, regretfully!
I'd rather reflect on known positives.
Such as my recent encounter with a late 40s "kid" whom I'd known as a tricycle-riding brat, complete with playing cards in his spokes, growing up on my street along with my daughters.
Now, "suddenly" he's a headmaster at the private school where not only my daughters, but their mother and her mother were students.
Yes, they all grow up, but this kind of blew me away. Will he eventually "fall from grace?" I sure hope not, but begins to look as though it can happen to anyone!
SWR
