You never picked me last[ 2008-01-25 15:40 ]"Dr. Carr! Is it you? Is it really you?" I turned from where I had been browsing in the bookstore to see a six-foot-six, muscular, good-looking, smiling, sandy-haired young man calling me."It's me, Dr. Carr! Gibby!""Gibby, it can't be. You're all grown up!"Looking closer, I would have known those eyes anywhere: serious, intense, penetrating blue eyes. Yes, It was my Gibby, all right.He leaned down to hug his former elementary principal, and my thoughts