The kids amazed me more than usual this year. Little kids who really should be in diapers were walking around looking like teenagers and, in fact, were teenagers. I think it's the fact that this is the first year that I didn't need to buy ride tickets really hit home. Kirk and Sean met me down there for the deep-pit BBQ dinner and we ran into Monsignor Norm, our former pastor, who's now over on the westside. He asked where Yvette was and I said she was at UC Santa Cruz, and he said, "Yvette? Little Yvette? Isn't she in about the 5th grade?" and we both laughed.
One girl who was in Kirk's class is actually TEACHING at Holy Angels now.
a little girl's smile
in the woman before me
my new gray hair
Deborah P Kolodji