Facebook has progressed from a student project at Harvard. Everyone’s on now, even my father (my wife being the lone exception in the Northern Hemisphere). On top of that groups are springing up encompassing nearly every possible affinity group.
Last night I was looking around and found a group from my junior high school and another from the apartment complex where I grew up. Crazy. The school hasn’t existed in decades and we moved into the apartment in 1953!
I actually recognized a few names–but only a few. Most of them lit no lightbulb for me. I wonder if I was memorable at all? A few years ago I had contact with a junior high teacher I’d really liked and he had no idea who I was.
What was cool was to read about one particular teacher in my junior high who I always thought was weird. As it turns out everyone else thought that as well!