Twenty Years

It is pretty hard for me to believe that it has been twenty years since I graduated from high school.  It is just under twenty years from the time I entered the Missionary Training Center.  Today I had lunch with one of my friends from High School, David Thompson.  Twenty years ago we graduated together.  Just under twenty years ago we hung out in Salt Lake the day before I reported to the MTC and then I said goodbye to Grandma Vi and David when I went in to the MTC.  I have not seen Dave since that day.  April 28th, 1993.  It was a Wednesday.  I only know that because Wednesday is the day that new missionaries report, it's not like I remember random days of the week in history.  I can say that Thanksgiving was on a Thursday that year... 

Anyhow, it was great to see David.  He is a good man and has a beautiful family.  I met his wife Terry and their two sons Dallin (5) and Conner (15 months).  As an added bonus his younger brother Don was with them.  We went out to lunch and enjoyed visiting.  It was nice of them to stop on their way to Salt Lake after being down in St. George for the holiday.  I always enjoyed Dave and Don and the rest of the Thompson fam.  They are good people.

It is really hard to believe that twenty years has passed.  It just doesn't seem like that could happen and yet it has.  It is hard to believe that I have allowed myself to be completely disconnected from old friends.  I am just not that good of a communicator I guess.  Life gets busy and I get so caught up in the busy that I don't reach out much.  I should probably do a better job of that staying in touch thing. Twenty years is kind of embarrassing.