Every Girl Crazy 'Bout a Sharp Dressed Man

Marty is someone whose name has come up a lot since I started talking about the reunion many months ago. I think it was Gail who sent me his contact information for the Big Giant Spreadsheet. Someone else told me that he and his wife, Michelle, have four children. Another friend shared a sentimental memory of Marty at graduation. She’d had homeroom with him every year since junior high.

Marty emailed me once a couple months ago, a brief and gracious note, but he hasn’t provided a postgraduation story for our edification. Hey, not everyone wants to be a blog star: it doesn’t hurt my feelings. But look at how handsome he was in the last photo I have on file. Could Marty be the only man from our class who would not feel chagrined by the clothes he was wearing 20 years ago?