We're All in This … Alone
The Individual and Community
“LOOK! ISN'T THAT MRS. SIMMONS?” Josh pointed in the direction of a lady purchasing some local honey from a booth at the Saturday farmers' market in downtown Lawrence, Kansas. Those with him, his spouse, Gail, and old friend Bernie Kelloms turned to follow his indication.
“Yes, that's her,” Bernie said, “and she doesn't look a year older.”
Frances Simmons was surprised as the apparent strangers gathered excitedly around her, and then she began to recognize them.
“Joshua Clayton, Bernard Kelloms. Oh my, it's been such a long time.”
“You still recognize us,” said Bernie incredulously. “It's been decades!”
“How could I not?” said Frances. “You were the most memorable students in a most memorable class.”
“Obviously, you are unforgettable as well,” replied Josh. “Our demanding chemistry teacher, and twenty-five years isn't that long, or we like to think it's not!”
“Oh, that's why you're in town, isn't it? The twenty-fifth class reunion from Lawrence High.”
“You got it. And it's great to be back, Mrs. Simmons,” said Josh.
“Let's leave the 'Mrs.' for history. Please call me Frances.”
“That's hard,” said Josh, “but I'll agree if you'll drop the 'Joshua.'”
“And the 'Bernard,'” added Bernie.
“I'm Gail, Frances, and I don't have that problem. Wonderful to meet you,” said Josh's spouse.