I'm the one peeking from the back, with the glasses, at age sixteen. Amazingly, I'm still in touch with all of the old friends in this photo, except the girl to the left in glasses who died in a car accident right after college and the boy to the far left (from your viewing perspective), who was a friend's visiting cousin. I knew all but two from my earliest memories. That's what comes from growing up in a town of 2500 where your parents have settled for life.
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