Isle of Remote

I found my fifth grade class picture today. 1974 - looks like A Very Brady Grade School. What amazed me is that I remembered most of the kids’ names! This one girl, I remembered her name was Amy the minute I saw her, but I don’t remember one other darned thing about her. In my fifth grade handwriting, I had written “brat” next to her name! I wonder what happened to those kids? I know one of them is some kind of mortgage banker. And that Robin studied acting in college. Thirty years? Did we have imagination for what we would be doing thirty years out of elementary school? I know I thought I would be living the life of The Jetsons. Have me a robot maid, take vacation trips to Jupiter, have a job I could do by pushing a button and napping and have one of them cool flyin’ cars that I could pull right up to the window of my highrise home. At the very least we should have a flying car by now. Advances in modern medicine you say? Advances, shmavances I say! I want a friggin flyin car!

Jetson out!