- Old stories,
- new stories,
- it’s-a-small-world stories,
- Those classmates that didn’t make it this far in their lives.
- Learning that your no-fear, could-care-less attitude today could have gotten much closer to some of these people back then.
Having conversations with people who while in high school
would not have associated with you
you would have never approached. Prom Queen, Star Quarterback, Class President
(me) “oh hi, --
(quick glance at name tag)
(me) “oh, I remember you. - Weren’t you class president or something?”
(Joan) “Well I was the prom queen.”
(me) “Oh of course, how could I forget?”
Now years ago this embarrassing exchange would have ended at this point and she would have gone off to join some other happy faces. I would have finished my beer and gone back for a quick refill feeling foolish.
Not this time, 40 years since my awkward teen years, we continue to talk for another 10-15 minutes. Sharing where we live now, and little bit of our life stories. Had she walked away, I would have just moved on since she was not prom queen any longer. Maybe prom queens are not so bad after all.
It’s just too bad that we all didn’t act this way back then. These people of my same age were so nice to each other. We were grateful that others made the effort to attend.
Of course the people joining the reunion decided they wanted to be there. In some cases travelled across the country to join in. I can not say that for the time back when we were all in some class or lunch period. The biggest difference is a maturity that includes the knowledge that most of what was big stuff in high school is of no importance now.
Wisdom from growing old.