This is my dear friend. I had the pleasure of spending time with her on Sunday night. She is a brilliant women, a doctor too. She is kind, caring and understanding. If I could pay her enough, I would force her to move here, to be my doctor and take care of my future kids (and myself). She is just that good. Plus, then I would have a true friend here. It was wonderful to see her and spend time with her. I always feel like I learn so much from her. She knows me well too, that knowing from spending your formative high school years together. That is irreplaceable and so very important.
Mappy, was an original member of two Jews and a Hindu. You do the math. That was the same time she ignored the US History teacher's questions as to why she was tardy (she was always tardy) and responded, "I brought quiche". Who would not love a girl that bring quiche to class, at 10 am, and blatantly defies authority. So goes our friendship. Mr. Jurado's physics class, never there. Ms. Berger's fourth period, seriously went 1/3 of the time. We dined at every establishment within a 10 mile radius of PHS. Damn if that hurt us. She will dance on a table and drink you under one. Do not be fooled by the tiny bites of food she takes or her tiny stature. She is the whole package.
While it seems these memories are high school based, nothing could be farther from the truth. Through undergrad, law school, med school, residency and jobs, over 1000 miles apart and sometimes time zones (we love the CST) we have kept in touch. Friday nights, while getting ready were usually our time. She has been that beautiful, wonderful supportive Mappy Hindu we love. She too will find someone who appreciates those wonderful qualities. Someone, she can bring quiche to. Good luck, P.
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