All that had happened to me since high school was thereason I was looking forward to my reunion. I wantedeveryone to see how much I’d changed. A...place had beenrented for the reunion, the date had been set and Ihad my tux. When the day arrived I didn’t rush. Ididn’t want to be one of the first ones there. Iwasn’t nervous either. I was relaxed and confident.When I walked in I saw the table where you receivedyour name tag so people would know who you were. I recognized all. She smiled to herself, remembering her father's advice many years prior, which was to marry a much older very rich white man of the controlling class of Americans so that she would have a full life of ease and importance. She had pleased her father when she married such a man when she was just 22.Maxwell, her husband, had indeed provided her with everything a girl could ever want, a lovely mansion on the outskirts of Hawksville, a huge pool, a lovely guesthouse which even had a small kitchen,. It was no diagnostic puzzle; a STAT x-ray, a “dye” study, had confirmed the suspected arterial blockage. There was a clot in the artery behind the knee. A prompt clot removal, restored circulation before any nerve damage occurred. It’d been pretty routine and almost as easy. Still, it had started my day several hours before I wanted.Three scheduled vascular reconstructive procedures in the OR, rounds in the morning and then again in the afternoon for the ICU patients gobbled up the rest of the. )As I waited, I was both nervous, as well as excited. But eventually the time for my first ever glory hole visitor arrived, and sure enough, they were right on time! I had one of those front door peep hole devices in the plywood panel that had the glory hole, and as I heard the car pull up in the alley and stop, I stood up from the stool and peered though it. I saw a young guy somewhere in his maybe early to mid 20's, and as he closed the door behind him, and he turned around, I could see him.