I may have mentioned I was headed to my 40th High School Reunion this past weekend.
Well, I went.
And I looked Fabulous!
Seriously, I did…
And so did everyone else!
Spending an evening with people you may not have seen at all, or very little in 40 years can be a little overwhelming. I’m sure I didn’t get to talk to everyone for as long as I’d have liked, but catching UP with folks, finding out what they’re doing, how they are living “their” dreams, and seeing them, just made for a happy evening.
Now, I’m sure you’re all gonna’ be a little let down, but I didn’t see gray hair, double chins, beer guts, and wrinkles. I saw in each one of their faces, the smiles I remember, the fun we had, the chances we took, and the successes we enjoyed.
Many of us spent 12 years together, some 13, (except Randy since he got kicked out of was a Kindergarten drop-out), and some only the last two or three years together when Germantown High School and Farmersville High School consolidated in the middle of a corn field and became Valley View.
We missed a few who couldn’t make it, and we missed a few who aren’t with us anymore. It was great to see and hear the stories of people who are a part of the twisted precious fabric that makes UP my life. Some were satin, some silk, some cotton, corduroy, velvet and even some burlap. But the quilt that was and is the Class of 1970, is one that I sleep under very well everynight.
Thanks for being a part of my life.