Like Old Times
Not unlike many other people, the beginning of college was an awkward time for me. I wasn't sure what people would think of me. I found out on the first day of my first class (physics) as an undergraduate at Temple University (physics), when a pretty girl came right up to me and introduced herself. Not exactly something that happened to me every day! Her name was Krysta and it turned out that she was a student in the same department as I was. What impressed me most was that she didn't even seem to notice my wheelchair.
I don't remember a whole lot from that physics class, but I do remember all of the conversations I had with Krysta about the Philadelphia Flyers. We stayed friendly after that semester, but soon after graduation, we lost touch.
When I was writing my book, I was able to reconnect with Krysta, who had moved across the country, and interview her. We've stayed in touch since. Today, after nearly eight years, we met in person, and it was just like old times, only without any annoying professors interrupting us because it was time for class to start!
I know I had a wonderful time. I just hope it isn't another eight years before we meet again because I'll be seriously old by then!