Blast from the past

Today I did something I don’t often do.

I looked up the guy I lost my virginity to on LinkedIn.

The reason why?

He’s not on Facebook.

And I was curious.

If I was expecting some big surprise or shock, I got none of it.

He lives in the Sacramento area and he’s an electrician.

I recognized him from his photo.

Older, though.

Same hair.

Same nose.

Just your average middle aged man.

Nothing to signify that someone ever gave him a gift as precious as virginity.

Of course, I don’t think he even knew.

But there you have it.

A blast from the past.