I Went to My High School Reunion

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Last night I attended my high school senior class reunion. Several people made comments about who all these old people were. Well, they were us–our high school graduating class. Actually it was opened to everyone so a couple of people brought their mothers. And a few people from other classes at our high school came. Some of our class brought their children and grandchildren. And of course some brought their wives who didn’t go to our high school. So there were people there that not everyone would have known. It was a potluck so most people brought something to eat. I took potato salad. There was also lots of, “Who are you?” going on. It had been fifteen years since our last reunion. Some people I recognized right away, some I remembered their faces but couldn’t put a name to them. Others I didn’t recognize at all until they told me their names, or I heard them tell someone their names. Once I knew their names I knew right off the bat who they were. Most people knew who I was but a few had to ask. One thing that struck me a bit funny was some of the woman who shun me in school were so friendly to me I could hardly believe it. Well, “shun” maybe a little strong so I’ll say they rarely spoke to me in high school. Our class was one of the biggest graduating classes from our high school at that time. There were seventy-two students in our class. Only about twenty showed up at the reunion. Since graduating we have lost six students. A group of students who formed a band back in high school, called The Public Eye, played. A couple of the members didn’t show up though. There was a girl in our class that had sung with the band but I didn’t remember that. She was one who had past away. I was dragged out onto the floor to dance a couple of times. Not too many dance too often. But one of our classmates wanted to get all of us out on the floor at least a couple times. So she went around pulling us out onto the floor. Anyway, everyone said they were having fun. I enjoyed myself. The only sad part was not having more of our classmates show up. Many voiced a desire to have another reunion in five years. At our last reunion this was brought up and it ended up being fifteen years instead.