Thought of the Day: Childhood playmates I use to know

When I was a little kid, before 1st grade even, I recall playing with some neighborhood kids.  They succumbed to White Flight moved away and I barely remember any names, let alone faces. 

In 3rd grade, I went to Hansen Park grade school for a quarter. My mom worked nearby and we had some cover story about us living in a nearby apartment, the address of which I could not remember at 7 or 8 years old. 

And then of course there are the zillions of classmates that I barely knew in grade school, high school and college.  I'm connected with a fraction of them through FB of course but there are always the few that didn't interact. 

I sometimes wonder how many times I've gotten on a crowded bus or train, or passed them on a busy street without either of us realizing that we once played tag on a street called Washtenaw nearly 50 years ago.

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