Her name was Sandy and she was tall, dark-haired, and slightly older then my eleven years.
Sandy and I were in the same class that combined the fifth and sixth grades at Panther Lake Elementary School. I recall speaking with Sandy a few times, but I was much too shy to carry on a real conversation with her. It would have been nice if I could have gotten to know her.
In any case, I am grateful for Sandy's kindness to me. Not all girls at that age are as gentle and sweet.
The last time I saw Sandy was while I was voting in one of the presidential elections. She smiled at me from across the room. I hope that she is doing well.
Sandy and I were in the same class that combined the fifth and sixth grades at Panther Lake Elementary School. I recall speaking with Sandy a few times, but I was much too shy to carry on a real conversation with her. It would have been nice if I could have gotten to know her.
In any case, I am grateful for Sandy's kindness to me. Not all girls at that age are as gentle and sweet.
The last time I saw Sandy was while I was voting in one of the presidential elections. She smiled at me from across the room. I hope that she is doing well.
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