Grade 7, first kiss under the big tree beside our driveway. Smiles and freckles, I remember. You’re sweet, kind. I learned from the lesson that being cool isn’t worth the price of friendship. Hope your life is blessed.

7th grade bully. You intimidated me and used my “friends” to lure me to you. We never fought but in my dreams I kicked your ass. Last I heard you’re living in a trailer on your in-laws property.

Crazy sexy even in grade 7 and you only got more enchanting as you got older. Sadly, you followed a drug-lined path for a long time. Never forget roller skating, holding hands and falling on my face.