I came across these old pictures today, taken in 1993 when I was teaching knitting and quilting in summer school for the Morris School District. Even though I started teaching late, I think I was more of a kid then than some of my students. I wonder where they are now. Some must have kids of their own. Some might have died tragically. I probably will never know having moved out of the area. Maybe that's a blessing because I can ignore the fact that if they are grown up then I must be pretty old. Fortunately my art classes are letting me have some fun again. If I'm having fun the kids feel more like having fun.