Thanks for the Memories

Today I find myself thinking about my past, and how the events and people in it have managed to shape who I am.
I recently found out that someone I went to elementary school with was seriously hurt in an accident, but is thankfully recovering well.  This got me to thinking about how much life has changed over the last 25+ years.
Back in school, I was that kid that wasn't a member of the "cool" group, but I also wasn't one of the kids that just didn't fit in.  I was simply me.  I got along with pretty much everyone, respected my classmates, and simply just wanted to be liked.  In reality, I haven't come to far from that last point, I still want to be liked by all because I like to think that I'm a pretty nice person who's worth liking :)
I find myself thinking about how funny it is, that even the events that seem to be little at the time, make for the greatest memories.  School trips, specifically to Ecole de neige, Ecole Verte, and Quebec City, hold some of the best memories for me.  I remember my tallest classmate riding a tricycle around the common area of the building during our Ecole Verte trip; boys hanging out dorm windows in Quebec City to talk to the girls on the floor above; and "the monster" in the woods at Ecole de Neige.  These are some of my favourite memories and the people who helped to create them will always hold a special place in my heart.  I really don't think that they have any idea how important they are and that I truly care about what happens to them, even today.
I have come to realize over the years that the people of the past are what have shaped the person that I am today, and for that I am grateful because I really like who I am.  So, to all of the people whose paths have crossed with mine, Thank you :)