The Class Reunion (we all dread.)

Talk about your milestones! I graduated from high school a loooong time ago. Last month I got invited to my 40th high school reunion. My class has these once a decade and I have made it to two of them. It was short notice and I really didn’t want to go since I will have to buy a plane ticket—most of the rest still live within driving distance. Some of us have died, some of us have cancer, one is getting out of jail, one is a “recovering” alcoholic (the genius of the class), and most of the rest are divorced. My class size was only 15!! I guess we were pretty dysfunctional. It was a small farming community with not much money and I guess this is what you get 4 decades later.

My best girlfriend (who is normal) and my ex-boyfriend (who is wealthy) from that time called begging me to come. Clearly when there are so few of us, each addition makes for a better party.

I am just so far away from that time and culture in my life. I know in my heart I will probably have a good time, but right now I cannot imagine what we will talk about. The “good old days” were about basketball games and “necking.” The biggest topic for my generation right now is this divisive election—don’t want to there.

Agenda: The first night is at a bar with the two old coaches watching a video tape of the game that sent the graduating class to the state basketball tournament. (A jock fest.) Then the next night is at a fancy French restaurant…been there and done that. And the next day is an afternoon picnic at my ex-boyfriend’s fancy house. It is going to be a long afternoon.

I love photography and this would be an appropriate time for me to bring my digital, so maybe that will help pass the time.