Mini-reunion 2013

Last summer, through the magic of Facebook, my class made the effort to get together in a non-reunion year. It was fabulous. Communicating through Facebook and word of mouth, we had more than 40 classmates out of about 180 still living, show up, laugh, and share memories. The president of our class came home for the first time in 25 years. It was wonderful to see him carousing like he did in high school. It was fun watching him laugh and speak with people he hadn't seen in so many years. The lesson learned? We all grow up and become the people we are destined to be, but our personalities are still there after so many years.

The Detroit Lions recruiter classmate bought me a beer. He was buying for everybody. Nice to see him sharing the fruits of his labors. Another classmate who had just become a grandmother for the first time shared her ordeal of almost losing her daughter in the birth process. So sad. But glad that all turned out good. The daughter and granddaughter were both just fine. Some of the people who came hadn't been to a formal reunion in many years. They liked the casual atmosphere. Lots of locals, but many who traveled 3-4 hours to come. What a nice mix of folks.

Did I fit in? I guess time makes a difference. Yes, after 43 years, I would say that time is an equalizer. I am no longer the girl who felt that she didn't fit in. Strange how time changes everything. We all become a little wiser and less critical as we age. I used to feel so inferior as a high school student, despite the fact that I was salutatorian of my class. I never felt that I could be a leader. But, in spite of everything, I have become someone who has made a difference because I cared enough about my classmates to help collect us into a group again. It was a great feeling.