See, wasn't that fun?
This is the one I did several years ago for Lindsay:
Lindsay “finds herself” as she follows the Grateful Dead tour. Although she graduates from high school near the top of her class, she never again competes as a Mathlete or feels anything more than a nostalgic closeness to Millie. Instead, she fully embraces the hippie lifestyle, although she is careful when buying and never drives when she’s stoned. (It’s an excellent time to call her parents, though.)
Braless and barefoot when the weather allows, Lindsay takes a variety of classes in college but finds that she remains very good at math (no surprise there) and that she likes it more than her other classwork. She completes her degree in three-and-a-half years, not the usual four, and works in her Dad’s sporting goods store every summer, convincing him to add skateboards and hacky sacks to his stock.
She is in grad school when she chances to meet Ken on campus. He, too, is doing post-graduate work, studying political science. They share a meal and catch up on their old friends’ lives, and find that they like one another much more than they did in high school. Ken makes her laugh.
Today Dr. Lindsay Weir is Chairman of the Math Department at the University of Michigan and an ardent supporter of liberal political views. She and Ken live in a rambling old house near the Ann Arbor campus. Often filled with students and music, the house is a study in 70s kitsch decor, which she collects, a hobby which mystifies her parents (who are not permitted to discard anything without checking with her first).
She and Ken have two children and no intention of marrying. They have almost no contact with their high school friends beyond the exchange of non-Christmas cards, although Sam’s friends Neil and occasionally Harris are among the people who stop in to argue politics, drink cheap wine, and listen to old vinyl with Lindsay’s and Ken’s students.