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In the gorgeous senior photo at left is Amy Meredith. This photo was sent to me following our last year at Camp Woodland Altars together. Amy and I had attended Youth Camp together in 1987, 1988, and 1989. We were in the same group led by Kevin Dull and Judy Yoder in 1988. She was always one of my favorite people in the camp – smart, pretty, kind, and with a great sense of humor. I’m not sure how her judgement was though, because apparently she seemed to be fond of me as well. On the back of the photo, she wrote: Read the rest of this entry »

When I worked with her at the Xenia Kroger store from the beginning of 2000  until the latter part of June that year, her married name was Myla Chambliss. I was one of the assistant customer service managers and she was an office helper, so we spent lots of time in the office together. Even though we were both married at the time, we got along together like peas and carrots. When I checked the schedule to see who I was working with each week, I was always looking for Myla. Read the rest of this entry »

Saturday, October 17, 2009, saw my very last road trip of the year. It also happened to be the Hallmark greeting card holiday of Sweetest Day. Originally my friend Heidi was going to make the trek to Chicago with me to attend another Hollywood Celebrities and Memorabilia Show, but she was unable to find a babysitter. So I asked my Mom if she’d be willing to make the drive up there with me and be my personal photographer for the day. She showed mercy on me, and my promise to buy dinner clinched the deal. Read the rest of this entry »

I first met Nicole Perez at Beavercreek High School during our sophomore year that began in  the Fall of 1987. She and I were in Mrs. Joyner’s math class together, along with her friend Lance – who would later become my best friend over the next year. I immediately liked Nicole for her dry, witty, and occasionally biting sense of humor. It wasn’t long before the three of us were speaking a language of our own. And besides that, she was one of the most beautiful girls I had ever seen. Read the rest of this entry »

Steve Johnson must have said “WOW!” ten times after we first spotted each other at the Pub at the Greene on Thursday, May 21, 2009. I wasn’t sure if it was because I had changed so much after eighteen years or because I hadn’t changed at all. Steve claimed it was the latter, but I’m not sure if I believe him. I think the last time we probably saw each other was when we were both Freshmen at Wright State University just beginning to get our feet wet with college. Read the rest of this entry »