What you don't want to do!

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So, today was the whole school reunion for a high school that I only sort of attended. "Sort of?" I hear you say. Let me explain. From at least the 1930s, and I think before, there was a girls Catholic high school called St. Mary's Academy. Then, because there were so few girls going, it decided to go co-ed and changed its name to Holy Cross High School. In the fall of 1968, my brother asked to go there. Four weeks into that semester, after being so bullied in the public school, I asked to also go there. Well, after that semester, he was kicked out, but little mouse me stayed. It was one of the best things I ever did and, to that point, the best thing. I did my senior year back at the public school, but apparently I had managed to change myself enough that it took the entire fall semester for the bullies to realize who I was. So, I actually went to Holy Cross, but it was just the... married... name? I mean, there were boys there. Now another quick history lesson. When St. Mary's was a big, going thing (ha ha) there was a boys school called St. Edwards that was located on the campus of the college of St. Edwards. St. Eds - as it was almost always called - was located south in town, St. Mary's was north. I have posted about my old school becoming a luxury hotel now. If you want to look up articles about it, it is here: I actually volunteered for both the St. Mary's committee and the Holy Cross one. So, after the luncheon at one of my favorite restaurants I hung around. But, finally I left. As I was walking along, I decided I needed to find my car keys. Don't do that. Just DON'T!!! I stubbed my foot (in a shoe, it didn't hurt) and face planted on the sidewalk. I broke my nose. Not badly, but broken none the less. So, how was your Saturday?