Can you go home again?--Class reunion
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
I think the answer to that is sort of. I did physically go home for my 46th class reunion. It was 46th because they combined 64-65-66th graduating classes together because there has been a lot of intermarriage among the classes. And of course the 1947 class was the ones in charge.
They had a get together Friday night at a small bar for drinks only. The music was apparently too loud for any read talking and those who went were disappointed. I am glad I didn't plan to go. They had a golf tournament on Saturday morning but I don't play golf and didn't go to that either.
I went to the banquet on Saturday night and enjoyed myself completely. My sister Carol (class of 65) and her friends say by the door so we could collar anyone we recognized. Each person had a name tag with the senior class picture which helped ID people. But it was still difficult to spot who was who.
The food was fair--roast beef over done--and late. It didn't appear until almost 9 pm and I was still on fast time which made it almost 10pm. But I suppose it was all our fault. They wanted to take pictures of each class outside using the steps as a riser. I had a happy coincidence then. I was standing next to a gentleman I didn't recognize and he read my tag as I read his. He said, Delores I have been hoping to see you again. I said, I was the clerk at the school library quite often. He then told me that our freshman year he had moved to town 2 days before school started. Our first class was biology and the teacher assigned us as lab partners so I was the very first person he met in town. Wow, doesn't that set you back on your heels.
My sister Carol and I got another shocked. She has friends that she often eats out with and they often talked together. When they came in one of her other friends said there's Jim XXX and his wife --former Sandy YYY. Sandy YYY had been best friends with my baby sister who died 6 years ago. Neither Sandy nor Carol had made that connection until just then. We jumped up and ran after them to let them know. But by the time we reached where they were sitting Sandy had left to look for friends. So we told Jim and told him to remember to tell her. But you know men--she didn't find out until monday morning breakfast.
So you can go home again if just to up date and reminisce. Other than that you are different people in different times.