Apr 14 2009
Class Reunion Time
It’s almost that time of year when the Class Reunion rolls around ~ and this year I think I’m going to go. It’s been 42 years since I graduated from high school and I’ve only been to one reunion. Not that I didn’t care to know what happened to my old classmates ~ I just had other things going on and lived far enough away that “plans” had to be made. (I hate making “plans” these days ~ I live spontaneously).
But this year is different ~ this year I feel the call of familiar things ~ things from my youth. Maybe it’s because I’m 60 years old now (and so are the rest of them) and I don’t have to worry about how badly I’ve aged. Of course, if I get there and find out that the “beauty queens” have all had liposuction and everything “lifted”, I’m still going to be upset!
All these years later is the time we’re supposed to be on the same level again. We should all be showing signs of the years gone by. Oh, I know some will still have that “something” that always made them the leaders, the in-crowd, the elite; but I’m looking forward to seeing some sagging bellies and double chins. The conversations will have turned from basketball scores and the dating scene, to discussions of the latest arthritis medications and pictures of the grandkids.
I’m pretty sure I’ll remember all the faces, and hopefully, the names that go with them. I’ll hug people that I wouldn’t have touched back in high school because they weren’t part of my crowd. We’re all part of the same crowd now.
Someone will say ~ “Hey, do you remember ………..” and we’ll all share stories of days gone by. We’ll share in the joys and the tragedies of the past years, and also the hope and retirement plans of the future. I’ll let you know how it goes!
“Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book known to him by heart, and his friends can only read the title.”(Virginia Woolf)
“Beautiful young people are accidents of nature, but beautiful old people are works of art.” (Eleanor Roosevelt)
