form letters from high school

Searching through my stuff, I found this today:

5/05/**

Dear Ryan,

Congratulations! You have been nominated to be March artist of the month. In accepting this award, you must submit one piece of artwork created and completed by yourself during the year 20**/20**. If you chose to accept, please hand in your artwork to Mr. R., no later than one week after your nomination. Your artwork will be displayed to the student body in the lunchroom staircase display case. Your artwork will be returned after one or two months of display. Thanks for your cooperation! If you have any questions [sic] feel to contact me at *********@aol.com.

ASB Fine Arts Liasison,

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H******* H******

The reason that I bring this up is not because I am (or ever was) a particularly good artist, but to highlight my quickly fading memory and the ridiculous idea that I came up with while I was reading it. The only thing I remember about this girl is that she had a sister with the exact same initials. But how funny and incredibly awkward would it be to go to my 10 year high school reunion with this letter, search out this person, and make up a story about how this single letter changed the course of my life?

Answer: Soooooooo awkward.

Actually, that sounds like a terrible idea. A horrifically awkward, terrible idea.