gigamatic

Every time I see a little kid with long bushy hair, I think of a kid I was in kindergarten with. He was the only kid I ever knew with that hair till college. He was super-cool, and well-liked by all... fun, funny, and (by kindergartener standards, anyway) a good person.

I could not for the life of me remember his name. For weeks (maybe months), whenever I would see a kid with that hair, I'd think of this kid and go "damn, why can I not remember his name?"

Well, because I'm old. But that's beside the point.

Today, I remembered his first name. Roger. I know no other Rogers, nor have I met any, that I can remember. It's such a normal name, but I know none. Maybe that's why I couldn't remember it -- after decades, I've had nobody else to associate that name with.

Never knew what happened to Roger. I assume he moved away after kindergarten.

Maybe KC knows. I'll have to email her and see.