Have you ever been to your school reunion?

David777 said:
Yeah went to what I think was #40 and was of little value though I was a relatively undistinguished socially unknown person at my school. Mostly attended by a core group of very social locals to the HS that had apparently always remained in contact. Almost all of them though my age, were physically looking so much older that I felt embarrassed, so drove back home instead of attending an evening social event with a band.
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why did you feel embarrassed ?
 

My husband & I were in the same grade, graduated together.

We've been to several class reunions.
They were interesting & yes there is still a class snob.

Does that bother us,,no.

With our graduating class getting smaller,, we go to the All Classes reunion.
Those are interesting, get to see some of our class mates children & grand children.
 

Iā€™ve never been to my own and never had any interest in going. We went to my husbandā€™s 25th. He grew up in a small town so there werenā€™t large numbers to start with. It was interesting for him. The ā€˜ITā€™ couple from back then still live in the town and looked like theyā€™d been living a hard party life. She was no longer the hot blonde nor he the buff jock. The next reunion was cancelled because of lack of interest. I also went to his 40th year university reunion, which was small because itā€™s in a specialized field. Even though I didnā€™t know anyone, it was still a pleasant day.
 
i went to some of the early ones. the popular kids were still popular. i wasn't one of them. i had no interest to go to any future reunions.
my husband had 800 in his class. he still goes to his and is still surprised when he sees someone he didn't remember "wow, you were in my class?"
my mother had 6 in her class. She grew up on an island.
 
At the end of secondary school, there were only 12 of us sitting our 'A' levels. Most of us went to university, but gradually we all drifted away to other places, so rarely met up again. My children went to a larger school and each had their leaving prom. Again they scattered to the corners of the globe and never had reunions.
 
One of the captions under my yearbook picture was "tres vivacious". I guess I fooled them. "Insecure" would have been closer. I attended three reunions out of many. My sister never left town and grew into her role as model citizen. She kept the family together. I miss her.
 
I went to High School in a small town in Central New York. I was kind of a peripheral social member of it due to my status as a foster child (my Dad had placed me with a one child family as kind of a domestic servant/baby sitter). The saving grace for me was that academically I was third out of a class of 90+. I went to the first reunion - about 2 years after graduation and moved out of the area shortly after that to California.
I flew back for the 5 year reunion and a couple more after that, then moved up here. I went to the 65th in 2015 and that was the last one held. There had been quite a few former classmates who had passed by then including my very best friend. They were always interesting, but it just drove home the idea that with the exception of my friend, I didn't really miss any of them. We had all gone in very different directions and had different interests. It was interesting playing "catch-up" with them, but that's all.
 
Flash back to my wife's 25th class reunion. This would have been in about 1988. It was a very small school, less than 30 in her class, so they just had one reunion for all classes. Her good friend was also there. They were both cheer leaders, and finished #1 and #2 in their class. After the dinner, the recognized the oldest in attendance, who had traveled the furthest, etc. Her friend was recognized as "the oldest homecoming queen" in attendance, and boy, was she pizzed. Trust me, a mid 40s woman doesn't want to be the "oldest" anything.

Haven't been back since, and given that the school burned down about 5 years ago, I think I'm off the hook.
 
I got in touch with almost all the teachers and they were all for it. So, we pooled our resources together and got onto our lists of students...

That's where we hit a major snag... Only 25 of 375 were reached and wanted to attend. Once we tallied the costs for the 4 hour night party, it just didn't make sense to pay that amount for the tickets.

So, after a final vote, we've decided against it. Due to my father's passing I hadn't been allowed to attend my graduation party, mother refused to pay for my night out. So, I felt a double whammy.

Thankfully, a few weeks later, I had a call from my second typing teacher. I was invited to dinner along with my husband. Once there, all the teachers were there too and a few friends from school.

We enjoyed an absolutely delightful meal, got gifts and danced the night away. Boy did it ever compensated fir the previous two missed events. Good memories...
 
My senior year (71) was the first integrated graduating class.
Prior to that, all Alabama high schools were segregated.
In fact my class ring, which we got in our junior year, had the old white high school name on it.
The school building remained the same, just a name change all the extra high school aged black folks.

Most whites chose to attend private schools rather than attend integrated high school ... and still do.
Today, my old high school that was once ALL white is about 95% black.
My parents gave me a choice of private school or remain in public school.
I chose to remain in the school I'd attended all along. The new students didn't bother me.
Both my brother and sister chose to go to private school ... from which they graduated.

So there never really has been much of a reunion for my high school graduating class.
The blacks have their reunions and some of the whites, theirs. Never heard of a reunion together.

And the thing is, the few whites that try to have a reunion are very chummy and clannish with social class attitudes.
I didn't really fit in with them in high school and don't think I'd fit with their lifestyle and attitudes today.
That said, I absolutely would have attended our 50th ... but heard nothing about one ...
Or any other previous one for that matter. Although I did eventually hear word of them happening.

SOooo ... missed all the reunions ... I'm over it ;)
 
Our Rural Community H.S. had 15in its Senior Class. 36 Juniors and 33 Sophs.
14 grads and 1 got his with summer school after a bad accident on 7 hills.
He went on to State College.
We lost one to the Junior class due to his injuries also on 7 hills. He was my best
friend but I wasn't with him. Our Senior class went on to greatness. Did the
Weddings of our friends over time.

Well we were successful in our own lives. ..... :ROFLMAO: ..... our community school joined with 2 other
Community schools to create a county powerhouse.
 
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Iā€™ve never been to a class reunion, and never will. Most of the people I went to high school with wouldnā€™t have given me the time of day back then. I have no time for them now.

Three people from my high school class went to my university, including one guy who was considered popular, athletic, good looking, and very cool. I was none of those things. Iā€™m the only one who survived to graduate from that college, however. Success is the best revengeā€¦šŸ˜ˆ
 
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Wow. I have heard some of these stories before. Sounds like HS was not positive for many. I graduated in 73 with 67 others. Small school serving two small towns. I lived in the one without the HS. I was class president that year so myself and a few gals helped organize the 10, 20 and 30 yr reunions.

They were fun. It was an integrated class and the first was great. All were pretty good. I kept pushing for a multi class reunion. Finally got some with the classes from 68-75. I loved seeing those from earlier years because our HS was a 7-12 when I got there in 7th grade. It was cruel for us boys because we saw jr and sr girls all the time. I finally got to speak to one girl who made me weak in the knees in 7th.

Her name was Susan D. One day after the bell rang I held the water fountain for her as her hands were full of books. She smiled at me and it was heaven. I told her this at that reunion over 50 yrs later. I told her that I held that fountain and her smile kept me awake for two days. She laughed. I loved the reunions. I played basketball and football with many of the older guys and loved talking to them about it. Some I had not seen in over 50 yrs at the multi reunion. Now with my surgery recovery I have skipped the last one.

I went to a school called Newberry. Panthers. My dad went to a Mulberry. The panthers. In his 80s they have had multi class reunions from like the late 1940s to 1950s. He graduated in 1948 or 9.
He loved seeing old friends and classmates like me. Oddly my two best friends never would go to reunions. Some just have no desire. I love being around people. And remembering. The best thing is they bring up stuff I forgot.
 
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