Saturday, August 10, 2002
High school class reunion tonight . . .
15 years. We didn't have a 10 year reunion, so this is our first. Should be interesting. Given that we attended a
small school and only had about 35 people in our graduating class, I'll be very interested to see what's become of some of these folks. I was telling Michelle last night that I'm not at all nervous about what people think of me. What I'm uneasy about is the inevitable discussions about "the good ol' days," realizing that those days are a pretty distant memory. Some of my classmates may look old to me, and then I'll have to realize that I'm that old too. I mean, it's likely that some of my classmates have kids who are high school. I think that's a big part of it - kids. Since I have none, I don't fully grasp the passage of time in the same way others do. I think of myself as perpetually 22 years old, and I don't have the evidence of kids growing up around me to prove otherwise.
Anyway, I'm looking forward to seeing my friends again. Perhaps I'll be better at keeping up with them during the next 15 years.
