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Sunday, September 14, 2008

A Reunion Without Mirrors

By the time you reach my age, attending a high school class reunion requires to suspend your belief in mirrors. It's amazing how all these other people have gotten older but you don't seem to look a day older than when you graduated.

A friend of mine went to his 40th High School Reunion and looked around the room and his first thought was, "what are my mother's friends doing here."

My first thought was, who are these people? There were a few familiar names, but very few familiar faces. Of course, there were 333 graduates in my class and I didn't really know all of them even then. It's hard to reconnect with people who you barely met.

AARP Magazine – yes my class now reads that – gives 50 reasons to love being 50+, including "Because you actually enjoy going to high-school reunions." The difference being that in the first few it's a competition, showing off careers, wives and lifestyles. Now it's comparing retirement plans and grandchildren's' photos.

Reunions after age 50 are more like Return to Mayberry, where Opie's gone bald and Aunt Bee is dead. This is not bead because while everyone else looks like a jack-o'-lantern left on the porch too long, you haven't changed a bit. You know this is true because everybody tells you so. -- AARP Magazine Sept/Oct 2008

I know that time is moving on. My son's college class will gather for its five year reunion in the next couple of weeks. (His high school will hold its 10 year event next year.) It was just yesterday that I was driving him to preschool, attending his PTA presentations, class plays and fixing his tassel on graduation day.

I'm glad I went to the Avondale High School Class of 1968 reunion. I look forward to seeing these folks again in 2013.

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