I agree.. as I said in my post previously ..one of my group of friends was working in a supermarket just in the next town from where we grew up... and another of the same group ( we were a group of 6)..STILL lived in her mothers home, and worked in the same office that she started in on leaving school.. which was just a 10 minute walk from her house and our old school.I went to my 20th year High School Reunion. I was 39 at the time.
I went to a small Southern Baptist school that had everything from Elementary to High School. I was part of a small class of 55, so the reunion was the class of '75 and '76 (my class).
I had a girlfriend for 3 years in High School but came out as gay in '79. We remained close, so I was her "date" at the reunion. We had a table full of the "fun" people. One guy brought a bottle of champagne. Every other table was mortified because my school didn't believe in drinking. Several of us danced together after the reunion. My school didn't believe in dancing.
The Senior Class President from '75 gave a speech about "our future path". (Really, at 40 years old after 20 years?) My speech was about how far we had come and how we now knew ourselves and were comfortable with our tragectory in life. I was proud to have come so far after 20 years, after being closeted and pretending to be something I wasn't.
Frankly, it was depressing that so many of my classmates had never wandered outside of their bubbles nor progressed with their lives. I had moved to another city and my career was thriving. They were still clinging to the past. I never went to another reunion.
There is a good case for leaving the past alone. However, it is interesting to talk to those you knew as a youngster at high school about how life has turned out. Just discuss and understand the passage of time and put things into perspective.Bullies and fights... and a few girlfriends is all I recall.
IMO - the past is best left in the past.
My goodness how dare they have given your private address out, what if your husband had been a jealous type...good grief that could have caused no end of problemsI got a reunion invite many years ago, but I had moved from NJ to NY and was starting a livestock farm.
About a week later my husband, alive and well ,then, saw a letter for me in the mail, from a man, in NJ and asked me if that was from my NJ ' boyfriend' - he was just kidding, but the letter was from someone I knew at school who I would never want to see again. He got my address from the reunion committee.
I am still in contact with my best friend from my earliest school days and she has visited me in NY a few times over the years.
My reason for not going. I did go to the 25th and learned my lesson. I lived in this smaller community for only a few years, then left for college and never returned. Most of these folks had started kindergarten together. It’s not something that can be compensated for.These kind of things are for people with roots in the community who really want to reconnect to recollect. Not a good place to make new friends for a navy brat who was only there for a short time. The first time conversations around me were going back to early elementary. Yuck
57th out of 396....lol..well that's almost an 'Ology....Reunion.... Hell I didn't go to my graduation, I have never seen my Diploma. All I have is documentation of my grades and graduated 57TH out of 396
57th? That's nothing, I graduated first in my class! (We're talking alphabetically right?)Reunion.... Hell I didn't go to my graduation, I have never seen my Diploma. All I have is documentation of my grades and graduated 57TH out of 396
well were A50 and B50, absent that day ?57th? That's nothing, I graduated first in my class! (We're talking alphabetically right?)