When I graduated from high school way back in nineteen hundred and sixty six, I essentially lost track of everyone in my class. Not long after I finished school I was off on the adventure that has been my life and I spent very little time looking back. Even though my daughter Jenney still lives in my old hometown, I've not gotten back a lot to visit.
Monett is still a small town, it was even less forty years ago when I left. From that small population that was my high school class, it seems almost cosmic that I would find one of my classmates living literally down the street from me, but that's what happened when I stumbled back into contact with Steve Bohnemeyer.
He and I got together for the first time in four decades tonight. That's a lot of time to cover so we were forced to provide one another with the condensed version, but even that provides a fascinating summary of our two very different, yet still intertwined lives. Now that we've reconnected I look forward to getting together again soon so we can delve into more details. I'm also looking forward to pulling the old fly rod out of the PVC tube in which it's stored and seeing if I can still tie a fly onto the line for some stream fishing with STeve this summer.
I'm glad to welcome Steve back into my life!
