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My high school class lost another member recently, an exceedingly nice guy that had apparently spent most of his life in service to others by way of being a first responder. His name was Mike. In response to this, someone created a KHS class of '96 group on Facebook, and I joined when I was invited, because why not? People started posting pictures that they had dug out of various closets and photo albums. Someone posted all the pictures of the senior class from the yearbook, and there I am, in a Minor Threat T-shirt that I happened to be wearing when they were taking pictures of all the kids that didn't get senior pictures. I never got senior pictures. They were expensive and we were relatively poor, but that wasn't the reason. If I really wanted them, my mom would have found a way. She found a way for pretty much anything we wanted or needed. I haven't posted any pictures, though I have commented a couple of times when I thought it okay. Here's the th