Greg as I remember himJust heard today that Greg High died in his sleep very recently. I knew him from grade school at Queen of Apostles in San Jose. He was a sweet, kind, harmless boy who had a certain goofy charm. Greg was the first boy I ever danced with. He called me "sproing"because of my curly hair. In seventh grade, he asked me if I wanted to "go around". I may have said yes and then I think I changed my mind because I was embarrassed by the silliness of an 8th grade dating arrangement. I hope I didn't hurt his feelings.
Greg in recent timesMay Greg find great love as he is reunited with our Father in Heaven.
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