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Days Past
For several years, in high school, and periodically for a few years after, i was in a quartet with a brilliantly talented cellist named Buffy Beverage. Second year of HS, we had a sub in math one day. She passed around a sheet, asking us to write our names for attendance. The sheet made its way around the room, and back to the sub. She looked over the list.
Buffy raised her hand and says,
The whole class then begins defending Buffy, resulting in the sub writing a nastygram to our instructor, who nearly fell on the floor laughing on reading the note.
I live around the corner from Sugarberry Ct in Reston. That's the street Buffy lived on when we were in HS. Buffy had juvenile diabetes, and died 10 September 2003, due to the diabetes. Sometimes, like tonight, when i drive past Sugarberry Ct, it makes me sad. I'm working on forming a quartet now, which made passing the street tonight especially poignant.
This is not a bad thing. It's just a thing i felt like sharing.
Alright, who wrote, she queriedBuffy Beverage?
Buffy raised her hand and says,
I did.
So what's your real name?
Buffy Beverage
No it is not. No one would be named Buffy Beverage
The whole class then begins defending Buffy, resulting in the sub writing a nastygram to our instructor, who nearly fell on the floor laughing on reading the note.
I live around the corner from Sugarberry Ct in Reston. That's the street Buffy lived on when we were in HS. Buffy had juvenile diabetes, and died 10 September 2003, due to the diabetes. Sometimes, like tonight, when i drive past Sugarberry Ct, it makes me sad. I'm working on forming a quartet now, which made passing the street tonight especially poignant.
This is not a bad thing. It's just a thing i felt like sharing.