Its never to late to put on your deodorant.

FYI — the subject has nothing to do with the following.

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I was having a conversation with my wife.  We were talking about school days, and then I got wondering where some of my old friends might be.  No matter how much information is on the internet, mostly no-one can be found.  I don’t know if anyone out there knows this is the Tom Wheeler that went to Evergreen.  If you happen to come across this blog — drop me a line.

No — I did not attend the Reunion.  It just would not have worked out.  I suppose I shouldn’t complain since I didn’t even go.

I was telling my wife about how once when I still lived in Idaho, I went to my friend’s house in Caldwell.  I didn’t like Caldwell because they had “gangs.”  I was 12, so “gangs” were everywhere.  My friend and I were walking back to his house, I think we were coming from the Circle-K in his neighborhood.  While we were walking we saw these other kids bigger than us (that’s read as “gangsters”).  They walked up to us and looked menacing and said something threatening.  I knew I was about to be killed.  I literally started to pee my pants.  Then I thought — oh man, if I pee my pants they’ll beat me up for sure, no-one likes a kid who pees his pants!  The lesson I learned here is that stories like this will make your wife laugh.