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55 Years Ago, My High School Friends And I Promised To Meet At Our Lake — Yesterday Was That Day, And It Changed My Life My name is Harold, and back in 1970, the four of us, Tommy, Ray, Nick, and I, spent every single summer afternoon at the small lake just outside town, the kind of friendship you assume, at seventeen, will simply last forever without any effort.

55 Years Ago, My High School Friends And I Promised To Meet At Our Lake — Yesterday Was That Day, And It Changed My Life My name is Harold, and back in 1970, the four of us, Tommy, Ray, Nick, and I, spent every single summer afternoon at the small lake just outside town, the kind of friendship you assume, at seventeen, will simply last forever without any effort.

“The bench.”

So yesterday morning, I returned to the lake alone.

I sat where four boys once sat and placed Nick’s knife against the faded initials we’d carved in 1970.

I didn’t cut new ones.

I only traced the old marks.

H. T. R. N.

They were still there.

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