Visiting my father and stepmother a few weeks ago, I was thrilled to be invited to take anything I wanted from several boxes of old photographs. I love this photo, which had “Bart’s class” scrawled on it in my grandmother’s handwriting. Sure enough, I recognized my dad in the first row, third from the left. Then I did a doubletake. I also recognized the little girl sitting beside him, fourth from the left. It was my mother! I knew their families had been friendly when they were little, but my mom’s family had moved away and lived in several other places throughout her childhood. I hadn’t realized that they not only went to elementary school together for at least a short while, but that they were actually in the same class!