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Y&R Discussion Group
For those of you that read a post I made a while back; about wondering what I was going to say to someone who used to be one of my best friends and now has snubbed me for years; well she didn't show up either night.
That sad news was that a guy who was at the party Friday night, did not make it to the banquet Saturday. He died on Saturday. Is that not strange (for lack of a better word) and sad at the same time? I have not heard yet what happened.
Also I found out that a guy who took me to a prom, and we dated for a while after that; died from a drug overdose. They had a memorial table set up and 12 people's pictures were on it. And now the guy who died Saturday makes 13. I knew about two of the girls. One was murdered and one was killed in a car accident. I just never thought the number would be as high as it was.
One of my classmates became a nun; so she said a nice prayer for the deceased.
The years were not good to everyone. Some people I did not even recognize and I was embarrassed; especially since everyone that came up to me knew who I was. I did not recognize a guy I was with on graduation night and also a guy who I spent most of the time with on our senior trip. They still both looked very handsome. One had his hair cut very short and the other one had much shorter hair that was gray. The gals definitely aged better than the guys did. I guess because they don't lose their hair.
Anyway I had a great time. We may not have a banquet for another 10 years; but we are going to get together annually at some sort of bar. Having Facebook really helps with the communication; and was probably why our reunion was such a success this time. We didn't have near the turnout for our 20th.
Cindy G, that is so unfortunate about your classmate dying between the two events. What a shock!
I just had my 20th high school class reunion about three weeks ago. I was actually suckered into helping plan it by a couple of my friends. It was a lot of work, since I ended up having the RSVPs sent to my house, and I was in charge of compiling a "booklet" of people's responses to some questions (what they are doing now, their spouse's/kids' names, etc.). The booklet was a lot of work, but it was fun to do.
I went to a small-town school and had a class of 74 people (one has died). Out of that number, 28 classmates showed up. My friends who planned the reunion were disappointed that more didn't show up. I was disappointed too, but it was pretty typical of our reunions.
Most people have stayed in the area, but even still, we have a lot of people who just refuse to attend the reunion. I was disappointed in one of my friends who knew that our group of friends was putting on the reunion, and yet she threw her invitation in the trash. We all would have loved to see her, but she didn't come. She is bitter about high school. I admit high school was not the happiest time in my life either, but we were all so young/immature and we were all growing up. I don't think it was an ideal time for anyone.
I looked at my classmates at the reunion and thought, "These are the people I grew up with...now we're all getting older...life is so beautiful and sad." Everyone was so nice to me at the reunion. No one razzed me about being single or anything like that. Everyone accepted me as I am. (I have a couple non-high school friends who are not that considerate!) It was just a good experience overall.
That's a class reunion for ya, a real mixed bag. Glad you enjoyed it.
I went to my 20 year reunion after not having seen 99% of my classmates for 20 years. I had a hard time recognizing most of them. The guys seemed to all gain weight/get glasses/lose their hair/ or some combination. Many of those high school athletes were not in the best shape anymore, having gone from player to spectator. Many of the women looked a lot different, too, as you might expect after having kids. Some of the classmates were already looking old for their age and others had finally grown into themselves. My little 7th grade boyfriend was so tall and broad-shouldered I never would have recognized him in a million years if not for his wife. (He married a girl a few years behind us in school and she was instantly recognizable.)
What turned out to be funny was that none of them recognized me, either! My hair was about 18'' shorter, I had gotten glasses, had a completely different nose (long story there; no, it was not cosmetic), and had a soft Southern accent. Still the same size as 9th grade but that was about the only thing that hadn't changed. It was fun to hear the shrieks and OMG's when people realized it was me. It was good to catch up with old friends and hear how everyone's lives were turning out. Most were good but there were a few hard luck stories and, of course, some who had already passed away. All in all, an interesting time.