Was in my second year of collage at NYU, and I was meeting my high school Latin teacher. She was in New York City with her annual Latin Club trip to a Broadway show. Meeting a high school teacher of mine again stirred up a reminiscent feeling in me.
Among my memories was of the Heath bar I gave to my particularly close young lady friend of mine the last time I saw her before she moved away one summer. At the time I was in Dean & Deluca and I decided to buy a Heath bar to give sweet succor to my memory of her. I was awestruck when I recognized her coming through the doorway. We had a lovely conversation. She still had the Heath bar I had given her.