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What Ever Happened To….
- by Marisa
- February 27, 2007
Have you ever thought of someone from your past and wondered whatever happened to them? I do that all the time.
When I was a senior in high school, I had two jobs. I worked at the 5&10 store downtown and I baby sat every day from 3pm to 5:15pm for two nice school aged kids. I’d answered an ad in the local paper for the job. The mom worked for the phone company; I don’t remember where the dad worked. And I’m annoyed with myself because I don’t remember the names of the little boy and girl.
I can still see their faces, though, in my mind. I can see the house inside and out, the furniture, the appliances. It’s as though I can reach back through time and touch it just as it was. I can see the TV in the front room, with Ultra Man blaring out. I can see the grandfather clock, partially built, in the dining room. The kids’ father was building it and I found that so amazing.
I wonder where the kids are now. Are the parents still living? The father seemed older, like maybe this was his second marriage. I babysat those two kids for over 2 hours every day after school. It was a bad winter, too, so we had quite a few snow days; that’s when I’d babysit the whole day. That’s a lot of time to spend with someone.
I’m going to try to think of those kids’ names. I’m going to try to find out what happened to them. I do so hope they turned out well.
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