Reunion wrap-up – I didn’t go but I watched for the Facebook photos. They were posted last week. They had a good turnout considering the age of everyone but less than last time. Out of about 30 classmates I initially recognized five. I played with the photos, enlarging so I could read the name tags. Sometimes that was successful and sometime it was too blurry. None of my high school friends attended so had I gone, I wouldn’t have “caught up” with them. I may have made new friends. Or not.
An “aha” moment – I am living close to the town where I grew up. I’ve often wondered why I never ran into people from high school. That mystery is solved. I wouldn’t have recognized them. Especially the men, they looked so different. Even with name tags clearly identifying them, I had to look hard for the old recognizable features. I rarely found it. Weight and baldness (or white hair) can do that. Some people seemed to morph into someone totally different.
One good moment – I found a guy I had a crush on in my senior year. He liked someone else and nothing worked out for either of us. After I read his name tag, I recognized him. He has aged but he looks very similar with a full head of hair and the same slim build. I know how to pick them even when it doesn’t work out.
The class reunion is done for another five years. Enough time for the curiosity to burble up. Until then…