I see JohnM at the food court at the university-mall, sitting with some nerdy friends. "You're fat," he says under his breath but then tries more diplomaticly, "You've really rounded out," then nervously to himself, "Stupid! Why did you say that?!" I ignore his soliloquy. "I'm coming down. Used to be way fatter." I don't feel fat. "That's good," he allows, more confident. I love John. I sit across from him and stare at his friends. "So do you two have a special Walk orcsomething?" The scruffy one with the beard says, "Yeah,", not knowing what I mean. I smile. "So show me," but they don't. I say to John, "I'm sorry about your mother. I heard she died." "No. We just got a call that she was in hospital." I must go to class at 1:30 as I've missed too much already. Not even sure what the class is about. John walks me there but we stop for a big Ted Talk happening in the Great Hall, and take some folding chairs at the back. Two speakers are doing a "rap" about micro economics. John is fascinated. I'm not. I push my chair back. When the "song" is over, I see John look around for me, then he quickly stands and walks away, obviously upset. I run to him and he is happy to see me. "I have to go now," I say, "but it was so nice to see you again." I give him a big hug and he pulls me in tight. Then again. I miss John. It's been 40 years.