My parents are friends with an older couple (it's a very long story, the husband was a civilian working on a rickety radar tower in the atlantic ocean with my grandfather who was an Air Force Master Sgt; Don left and my grandfather didn't and eventually the tower collapsed in a hurricane and my grandfather drowned and my mom was 3 years old. for years and years nobody ever talked about it until the year before i got married my uncle saw a History channel special at 3am about the disaster and a group of survivors and my mom and her siblings went to their reunion and met all these wonderful men who knew my grandfather and their families and anyway this couple are like surrogate grandparents to us now), and they live just down the street from this PostSecret man. Literally on the same street a few doors down. I don't think they know it. I kind of don't want to be the one to tell them because I think it will freak them out.
I also believe that you can do anything for one day... but when those one days are back to back to back, things can start to suck. The chaperone job sounds awesome. Dude, it's like free money! As long as the 11th-graders aren't a-holes, that is.
Do you want me to post my secret?
My name is not really Lydia.
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