Well, this is timely for me. My 50th is this year, class of 72. Really small class of 13 kids, 2 girls were distant blood cousins, another a cousin by marriage. Most of these kids had grown up and gone to school together their entire lives in this rural Nebraska area. I came along in the 8th grade after my mother remarried.
I never did fit in, always felt like an outsider, had to prove myself I thought. Average student, above average athlete, mostly a jerk of a person as I recall (before Christ). Our reunions have been sporadic and mostly around 50% with maybe another male who was a good friend after HS but has now gone on to be with the Lord.
So, here I am, one of only 2 guys that will be there this year with several girls that I really didn't get along with all that well as the girls and boys in our class fought over everything for four years. I organized the last one and it turned out OK, still only two guys. So now I am trying to decide if I really want to go back for this one knowing one other guy will be there who I haven't seen since the day we graduated and my best friend won't be there.
But at our 25th, there was unanimous consent that I had changed the most of everyone. I became a teacher, HS principal, a Director of a two year college and later started a private Classical Christian School for some parents that is going great now after I retired several years ago. Graduated with a 3.9 in undergrad and 4.0 in graduate school, finally learned I was smarter than everyone thought I was. God changed me into the man I am now with a beautiful wife of 49 years who of course, knows every one of these people as well as we started dating when I was Sr and she was a JR, different schools.
So, everyone has different circumstance, different reasons. I have little desire to relive my stupidity nor talk about where I have been and successes schools have achieved while I was with them. Then it won't be the same without my best friend who has passed. It is a dilemma.