Have a high School reunion coming up? Since I’ve been down this road before, I decided to share some rock-solid suggestions to help enjoy the evening. They include, but are not limited to the following:
1. Show up late. Everyone will be drunk and it will make #2 easier.
2. Pretend to be someone else – you may need to have a drink or two to pull that off.
3. Don’t go to the first couple of reunions. The reason is to make yourself “sought after” and everyone will be standing in line to say hello.
OK, well, I have actually done none of these, but as you can probably guess, I attended my H.S. reunion – last night. Yes, yes, yes, I’ll tell you which one, but you have to promise not to tell anyone.
Interestingly enough, there was a 10th or 15th reunion going on at the same time, in a different section of the restaurant. The smart ass at the door KNEW which one I was there for, although I attempted to tell him the old folks in the back at their 45th reunion called in someone younger (me) just to chaperone. Yea, right, he saw right through that one.
But I digress. . .
Strange and wonderful things can happen at reunions once the competitive “who can piss farther” mentality is left behind. For the most part, simply by growing older, we can reach a more common ground. Those of us still standing (with or without assistance) have developed a truer sense of self and thankfully have left all that other crap back at the 10th or 15th reunion.
Futures began at our ground zero High School when we were not much more than children. Since those beginnings, we have all taken different paths. Some classmates are no longer with us. Some have become husbands and wives, mothers and fathers. Others sought a different route. Some were successful, some were not. The thing to remember is the importance of our lives is important to those who live it. We are not trying to prove the same things we did 30 or 40 years ago. We are enjoying our lives and there’s something wonderful to be said about that.
So, back to the reunion. We had a great time. It was cool seeing all the old farts get together and not acquiesce to the fact that WE were the old farts. Nope, not this time. We relived things only young people could relive, enjoying the trip back in time, if only for a few hours. It was a lovely trip, but it needs to be said that although we may feel like those days were just yesterday in our heads, our bodies are telling us something entirely different. I heard that sentiment repeated several times over the evening. It was a little sad that most of us are feeling our age, but the great part(?) is not necessarily acting it, if you know what I mean.
Friendships were rekindled and new plans have been made. I was left with a little regret that those times we reminisce through were decades ago, but I am also left with the reminder that yes, I have been a part of so many good times, and more of the same is yet to come.
If you have a reunion coming up, the idea of going may bring up a ton of worries, insecurities and butterflies about seeing some of the “old gang” again. But, I’m here to tell you that it IS the “old gang” and you’ll fit right in. Have fun and enjoy the ride!
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