I went to prep school back in the early 2000s and then I moved out of state to go to college. I had not seen anyone from school in a long time when I went to the 10-year reunion. Most of the people’s faces looked unfamiliar. All of us had changed drastically in the 10 years that had passed. There were a lot of people that did not attend the reunion. I only went because my wife insisted that it would be fun. I ran into another person that I went to prep school with and the guy was just as shocked as I was. He was delivering marijuana for a service in the city. My wife and I regularly order marijuana from the delivery service, but Jack had only recently started working there. I recognized his face immediately. The guy had not changed in 15 years. We exchanged phone numbers and information so we could get together on the weekend and have coffee or drinks. I hated going to the reunion, because I honestly didn’t want to run into anyone from school. When I saw Jack, I had an entirely different feeling. We played hockey and basketball together and we were on the same debate team. I was surprised to see the guy working for the marijuana delivery service and I couldn’t wait to hear more about the last fifteen years of his life. We got together a few days later for coffee and danishes. My wife went too, and we all had a really good time laughing and reminiscing about the old days.