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April 30, 2007
Is this a sixth or twelfth grade reunion? Still puffed up and exclusive, they have taken their reminiscences back to 6th grade, before judi or I arrived. Wonder if any of the “in crowd” of the 1967 PHS graduating class will reply to her venture into the e-dialogue? Classmate’s stories fill my e-mail box. Only a few women join the conversation. Always on the outskirts of town, and still wary, I remain aloof.

More than anything, I want time away from the purview, review, inspection, rejection, voluntary subjection of mysoulself to untrusted others. Just want to draw a beautiful tulip.