Tonight I found myself sitting in my the auditorium of my old high school. It was the first time I'd been back in the school since I graduated thirty years ago. I was there to watch my niece perform in the school's musical.
During intermission we gathered in the cafeteria for refreshments and I recalled the very spot where I slipped and fell on a red cube of Jell-O. The tables looked pretty much the same, in fact it was easy to think back and see myself sitting with friends at the usual table.
The play was much bigger than any musical that was put on during my four years of high school. The two-story set, complete with sliding elevator doors, was much more technical than any set put together way back when.
I'm not sure why it took me so long to go back, but it was a nice visit.
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