My Classmate???.......

My Class???????



While waiting for my first appointment in the reception room of a
new dentist, I noticed his certificate, which bore his full name.
Suddenly, I remembered that a tall, handsome boy with the
same name had been in my high school class some 50 years ago.
Upon seeing him, however, I quickly discarded any such thought.
This balding, gray-haired man with the deeply lined face was too
old to have been my classmate. After he had examined my teeth,
I asked him if he had attended the local high school.
"Yes," he replied.
"When did you graduate?" I asked.
He answered, "In 1952."
"Why, you were in my class!" I exclaimed.
He looked at me closely and then asked, "What did you teach?"

AARRRRGGGGG!! Jo