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Do Friendships Based on Food Last Follow-Up

I heard your requests and I spent a good 15 minutes trying to find Greg.  This is what happened.  (I’ve kept names off to protect privacy.  Although I believe I come out the worst.  So I’ve kept my name off as well.)

I went to the well of eternal truth: Facebook.

This is going to be my one attempt at this: Does anyone who I went to college with remember the last name of a Greg who lived at the Elms?
That’s all I got…

A: Yes. Louganis

I would’ve remembered the guy I’m the speedo

In. That should be in.

B: Well it sounded a little inappropriate for you to be admitting that you were the speedo.

C: This is a fabulous conversation!

B: It kind of got off course when Marianne started talking about speedos. LOL

Then the conversation started to talk about a different Greg my friend married.  No help here.  So I messaged my roommate from the time.

I wrote a blog post about how I thought I saw Greg at the airport a couple of weeks ago and now I’m trying to remember his last name. That summer at the Elms… His roommate was in our biology class… We all went to Brick Oven.

HA! that is amazing to me that you would recognize him…..not sure I could. sorry, I dont remember his last name either. he will always be Summer Elm”s Greg

Then all hope is lost. I hope you don’t mind if I use that in a post. I had him as “Greg who likes Brick Oven.” Poor guy.

that name works also. And….he was right there with us during summer biology 101 gigglefest. Did you know that the rutting bull elk is the horniest of all creatures. ??? That’s what I learned in biology. I also learned how to hurl biology insults like “your mother had a frame shift”

And we use those amazing facts to raise the next generation. I also remember that about the elk and I’m still wondering how one learns that

So there you go.  We still don’t know who Greg is but I bet you did just learn a new fact about elk.

I will make this promise:  Next time I see someone at the Salt Lake City Airport that I think I know, I will go up.  Yes, I will.


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