High School Reunions
Elaine and I attended our high-school reunion this past weekend. Elaine and I graduated from different high schools in the same city and the same year. Our reunions have always been combined.
It was one of the reunions when the number year ends in zero, somewhere between 30 and 50. I need to admit, my desire to attend was like warm, at best. I am not the party guy I once was. I am more comfortable staying home and writing stupid crap for people to read.
I still live in the same general area that I lived in when I graduated from high school. I know how to reach the people who remain my friends. The Quarterback thought it would be fun if we went to see some of the kids from school. The Quarterback didn’t actually graduate with Elaine or I, (I think he graduated, but I didn’t actually see it happen.)
I met the Quarterback in grade school and we were friends until he moved away in our junior year of high school. He moved back to the area a few years ago. We (Elaine, The Quarterback and I) will always be friends.
Anyway, The Quarterback said he was going and convinced me to go, also.
As it remains hard for me to say, The Quarterback might have been right and I might have been wrong. (Wow, I can’t believe how painful it is to admit that.) We had a good time.
It was nice talking to some of the people that moved away. It was fun talking to the people that stayed here in town. I talked to a guy that I have not seen since high school. He still lives here in this town. I think our sleepy little town grew into a big city.