It's happening more often, I'm encountering people I went to high school with, but no longer remember. It's been over 15 years, and this should be expected. Nonetheless, each time it happens, I feel guilty about not remembering.
We're now at the stage in our lives where a few people who went to high school with us have died. During the Christmas Break, classmates return home, and news is shared.
I don't remember the all the names, the people, yet I remain only a degree separated from them. It's fun catching up, sharing different perspectives of the past, and to try remembering that past.