Lorri Oliver:  

Lorri Meets the Electrician (You asked for this, so I made it into my story. Let me know what you think!) Lorri Meets the Electrician Copyright (c) 2011 Lorri Ryan Oliver They say that you never forget your High School days but cannot relive them. I suppose that is true for most people, but I have my own story that starts a few weeks ago when I opened an account on Classmates.com just for the fun of it. In my profile I wrote that I was in food trades at Wright Tech but did not graduate. I was very skinny back then and was called string bean among other names. Today I am a recent widow with two children who live far away. I wrote that if you searched hard you would find that I had become part owner of a restaurant in Woodbury which has been in Connecticut Magazine. See! My food trades education paid off. I said that I would like to reconnect with some of my trade school mates. Little did I know that this would lead to a number of messages asking about me. One person did seem to have enough internet skills to find the magazine article and give me a call. The guy was a 1963 graduate from electrical shop who I will not name. He called me at the restaurant last Wednesday and caught me as I was working in the office. He wanted to stop by sometime and I told him to come Friday night at 9:30 when things calm down around here and there's time for chatting. It was snowing here in Woodbury on that Friday, but he arrived on time and placed his black wool car coat and totes in the check room as the last patrons left. Other than him and me there was only my assistant cook who was about to close the kitchen and go home. My visitor walked up to the hostess station carrying his burgundy 1963 Wright Tech yearbook. He was wearing dark wool pants, a starched pin stripe shirt, v-neck sweater and black loafers. He was nicely groomed with blue eyes and medium cropped brown hair. His face was clean shaven with only a few wrinkles and laugh lines. For all the world he looked like he was going on a first date and trying to impress. I met him at the station and he had already turned the book to a group picture where he pointed out my photo with his index finger. You'll remember that I didn't graduate from Wright Tech so I had never seen that photo. As we laughed and shared that first memory he turned to me and kissed me full on my lips and I kissed him back, letting the kiss linger for several seconds. Back in high school we had never kissed or gone out. We only knew each other from cafeteria banter and "related" classroom interaction and I remember sitting in his car with the radio along with other kids, but I wouldn't even say we were close friends back then, just classmates. ...Expand for more