Nostalgia: As we grow a little older

A friend emailed this to me. You may have already seen it, but I got a chuckle out of it. Sorry for the all caps, but I just copied and pasted to save time.

> FRIENDS:
> HAVE YOU EVER BEEN GUILTY OF LOOKING AT OTHERS YOUR OWN AGE AND THINKING,
> "SURELY I CAN'T LOOK THAT OLD?" WELL......YOU'LL LOVE THIS ONE! . . .
>
> I WAS SITTING IN THE WAITING ROOM FOR MY FIRST APPOINTMENT WITH A NEW
> DENTIST. I NOTICED HIS DDS DIPLOMA, WHICH BORE HIS FULL NAME.
>
> SUDDENLY, I REMEMBERED A TALL, HANDSOME, DARK-HAIRED BOY WITH THE SAME
> NAME HAD BEEN IN MY HIGH SCHOOL CLASS SOME 40-ODD YEARS AGO.
>
> COULD HE BE THE SAME GUY THAT I HAD A SECRET CRUSH ON, WAY BACK THEN?
>
> UPON SEEING HIM, HOWEVER, I QUICKLY DISCARDED ANY SUCH THOUGHT. THIS
> BALDING, GRAY-HAIRED MAN WITH THE DEEPLY LINED FACE WAS WAY TOO OLD TO
> HAVE BEEN MY CLASSMATE. HMMM.........OR COULD HE???
> AFTER HE EXAMINED MY TEETH, I ASKED HIM IF HE HAD ATTENDED MORGAN PARK
> HIGH SCHOOL.
>
> "YES. YES, I DID. I HAD A MUSTANG." HE GLEAMED WITH PRIDE.
>
> "WHEN DID YOU GRADUATE?" I ASKED.
>
> HE ANSWERED, "IN 1956. WHY DO YOU ASK?"
>
> "YOU WERE IN MY CLASS!" I EXCLAIMED.
>
> HE LOOKED AT ME CLOSELY.
>
> THEN, THAT UGLY, OLD, WRINKLED SON-OF-A-BITCH ASKED,
>
> "WHAT DID YOU TEACH???"

As we grow a little older

Cute, Cute, Cute, But...

Riding off into the West?