"You will always be blue-collar, Christopher Shields. Always."
It was Friday night, March 13, 1992, my senior year in college and these were the very last words ever spoken to me by Katrice, a graduate student that I almost married, as she stepped out of my '88 Corvette and walked away forever. Like most of the things that Katrice had told me or promised me while we were dating this bit from her would also never come to pass.
The truth is that I had been stupid for ever dating her but then any stupidity that you can walk away from isn’t really stupidity, rather it’s a learning experience and Katrice was definitely a learning experience.
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