(This should probably become a new category.)

Harry, referring to his book “Little Bunny Follows His Nose”: Bunny! Bunny Honey!
C: Harry, is that your first rhyme?

Harry pauses, then nods enthusiastically and earnestly.

(Okay, maybe you had to be there, but it was pretty awesome.)

As you may or may not know, I hate the fact that people are transitory. Despite not having seen a person for years and years, I still want to know where they are and how they’re doing. It’s obviously impossible to keep in touch with everyone all the time, but I still want to. It’s one of the reasons I like Facebook so much (and MySpace before it) - it’s a great way to find the people who were special to you throughout your life - seeing them reminds you of that specialness.

Every once in a while I think of someone, usually from high school or college, and immediately try to find them on Facebook, or if they don’t seem to be on it, I will google them. I thought of someone this morning - she and I were in drama club together, and when I worked at Thom McAn she was right across the mall from me at Chess King. I used to buy five t-shirts for $15 from her. Of course, we lost touch when I went to college, and years and years passed. But now I wanted to find her, and in about a minute I did.

Unfortunately she died four years ago.

I’m strangely a little heartbroken. It seems like I really could have found her, if I had only thought of it sooner. It’s even more upsetting because she worked at my old elementary school, two minutes from my parents’ house, for eleven years, and I had no idea. I’m not sure if I ever could have just stuck my head in to say hi, if that would have been appropriate or whatever, but knowing she was that close in a way makes me even more sad that I didn’t get back in touch with her.

I’m sorry I never got to say hello again, Kasey.