By Ande Jacobson

I was looking through my old high school yearbooks recently, and it got me thinking about some friends and classmates from long ago. There were four of us who went to school together for 16 years, from first grade straight through undergrad, but two of us had additional connections back then. We also went to Sunday school and temple youth choir together. Andrew and I were friends most of the time growing up, although we also had some disagreements that got blown a bit out of proportion. His mom was a lawyer and a notary, so when we’d have a fight when we were kids, he’d draw up a contract that he wouldn’t speak to me ever again and had his mom notarize it. Of course it generally only lasted a day or so before becoming null and void. I guess that practice served him well because he ultimately became a lawyer like so many others in his family. Continue reading →