Not around me, but yes, that seems to be an easy theme.
You´ve got to understand that many of these people I knew during the summers, briefly, and they knew my siblings better.
The club, yeah, we knew each other, parties, I was around for very, very few, and it´s a getting to know someone whom you´ve only known through the intercommunication of parents or simile siblings.
We´ve had sparse contact during some Christmas´s, nothing more.
It´s really weird. The fact that I´m not overly concerned, intensifies their insistence more.
Where my family lives in Atlanta is very strange, in a good way, in that, all come back, all that can. Many have. Many live in the same subdivision, and some, have assumed, their parent´s home.
Tennis, golf, and the state´s best public education are powerful magnets (which is strange, as all nearly all of us went to private schools, and from what I gather, nearly all these people´s children do as well).
This post was edited on 1/18 at 10:17 pm