On my way to the BART station this afternoon, I saw someone I haven't seen in 11 years waiting at a Muni stop. I am positive this was the same Nick I knew in the dorms (plus I heard his voice and instantly recognized it). You don't misplace a 6'2" 250 lb redhead who looks exactly the same. "Big Red" lived on the third floor of the dorms (the party floor) and was widely known as the dorm drug dealer. I distinctly remember sitting in the Common Room debating him on the merits of GHB (he was a big fan of taking it himself; I found just the thought of it awful, especially after I watched my roommate take 48 hrs to recover after it was slipped in her drink at a frat party (turn down Jungle Juice)!
Fast forward 11 years: he's wearing a suit and working in San Francisco. Despite his inability to "just say no," he was really good at math. I hope he's successful now and has outgrown his drug phase.
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