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One of my friends sent me this commercial on YouTube…funny commercial, but I want the music! Anyone know who sings this?

I have been asked over and over again by my friends in Russell how it came to be that Hans, the German foreign exchange to Russell High School in 1987, came to visit me in Dallas just last month. Everyone assumed that somehow we were great friends when we both went to high school together and we just kept in touch.

That couldn’t be further (farther?) from the truth.

In high school, I think I said maybe 5 words total to Hans the entire year he was there. The truth is, he scared the crap out of me because he was a Senior and I was a lowly Freshman. (Interestingly enough, I learned later that he was actually a Sophmore in age, but as a foreign exchange student he was put in with the Seniors — even after he ‘graduated’ from Russell High, he still had to go back and finish 2 more years of school in Germany.) Then, there was the fact that I was painfully shy and really didn’t talk to anyone, so I really didn’t get to know Hans at all. We had one class together, Band, and I sat in the front row ‘Frigid’ flute section and he was back in the back with all the Boneheads in the Trombone section. And, he was dating Katrina H. who was a cheerleader and absolutely drop dead beautiful. Anyone who saw Katrina was pretty much blind to the rest of us.

So, when I saw he was a friend of my friend Ang Skogen on Facebook, I figured he might not remember me if I added him as a friend. So, I wrote him this little note. This was about November 2008.

Hi Hans,
You may not remember me, but I went to Russell High School with you when you were a foreign exchange student in Russell, KS. I was a freshman when you were a senior.
-Heather Reisig

I figured he probably wouldn’t remember me, or if he did, maybe he’d only have heard of me. I didn’t expect to hear back from him. In fact, at the time, I forget that we both had a class together.

A few days later, I got this note from him:

Hey Heather,
sorry for answering your message so late. Hope life has been good to you! And of course I remember you. Even though I remember you as a rather quiet person, but maybe i´m wrong about that. ….didn´t you play flute in band?
…

I laughed when he said the part about ‘being a quiet person.’ He sure had me pegged. We started emailing and chatting back and forth, and when he said he was coming to the States in February to celebrate his host parents 50th wedding anniversary, I told him that if he ever wanted to see Dallas to let me know. I didn’t think he’d take me up on it, but he did.

And that’s how Hans met Heather.

Oddly enough, it surprised me that we got along so well, as we are complete opposites in almost every way. For example, when it comes to people, he prefers to socialize with them and talk, while I’d prefer just to sit on the sidelines and watch them and will do most anything NOT to talk to them. He loves playing or singing music, and plays various brass instruments, the recorder and the oboe. I usually prefer silence or maybe a music soundtrack without words. I’d bring a laptop with me on a trip, he’d bring the oboe to practice. He likes beer, I like wine. I’m a computer geek, he’s absolutely not. And on and on. And yet, somehow, we get along famously. I know I shall value his friendship for a long time.

This is unbelievable to see.

My sister sent me this in an e-card, and its worth repeating

This inauguration feels like the first date with a really great guy after an eight-year relationship with a loser who spent all my money.

Mr. President, I hope you live up to all the expectations. You’ve got your work cut out for you…as do we all.

I got divorced yesterday. Today I got an angel tattoo. I like it because since nobody has actually seen an angel, you can only see the ‘negative’ of the image from the wings in the back.

And, no, this isn’t a religious angel. I can’t stand religion for all the hate it has caused in this world. It is more like a benevolent helping spirit.