Just Google It
I pity the poor sod who wants to keep hidden in this day and age. A couple of nights ago, I received an email through a rather round-about way from someone trying to track down the 1980 RTA graduates. I chose not to respond, since I have no burning desire to get in touch with any of those folks (the one person I've kept in contact with from the course now lives right here in Whitehorse). However it did make me think again about one of the people who dropped out of the program. It's because of Ken that I love Peter Gabriel and Neil Young, and through him that I met the man I've been married to for the last 25 years.
Just for fun, I googled Ken's name, and voila! There he was....with an address and phone number. We've since been in touch and it's been wonderful catching up on news. But I can't help thinking what it's like for people who get calls like this and don't want to re-visit the past. You can't even run let alone hide from Google.
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