Coincidence..or Not
Was riding my bike home from my first step aerobics class ever (I still can't figure out what they do with their arms. mine always hopelessly flop around), when, as I was turning the street corner, I saw a guy who looked REALLY familiar. I called out, "Chris?" Yeah, so it turns out this guy was in Washington DC for the Presidential Scholars the same summer as me. (That would be the one of the much commented upon photograph of me with Prez Bill.) We hung out all week, and I even sent him a letter once college started (like maybe half of the Presidential Scholars, he was going to Harvard). Anyway, he's here getting his Masters in Chorale Conducting. Wierd.
Was riding my bike home from my first step aerobics class ever (I still can't figure out what they do with their arms. mine always hopelessly flop around), when, as I was turning the street corner, I saw a guy who looked REALLY familiar. I called out, "Chris?" Yeah, so it turns out this guy was in Washington DC for the Presidential Scholars the same summer as me. (That would be the one of the much commented upon photograph of me with Prez Bill.) We hung out all week, and I even sent him a letter once college started (like maybe half of the Presidential Scholars, he was going to Harvard). Anyway, he's here getting his Masters in Chorale Conducting. Wierd.
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