Holy Cow!!! 55th high school reunion

Well, I was middle class in a wealthy town. I went to school with very entitled and judgmental people. A sample conversation from my 10 year went like this:
I was approached by a former classmate. Parents were both doctors 3 story house had 2, yes 2, 1963 Corvettes under cover and on dollies in the garage. Just to give you an idea.
Classmate: What do you do? (Seriously. Those were the first words he had spoken to me since graduation.)
Me: I drive a forklift for a glass company.
Classmate: Oh. I own a used car lot in Arizona.
Then he turned and walked away.
I find I am a much happier person the farther I stay away from people like that. Missing the reunions? Small price to pay and worth every penny.
I've had those same kinds of encounters through Facebook.
Who needs it. (Question mark intentionally omitted.)
 
As close as I get to attending a reunion today is tuning into my old Ohio home town's Facebook page. Occasionally some who I knew from way back when will post there, and we have a brief exchange. The once-prosperous local economy there tanked over 60 years ago and never recovered, so not much to discuss. Just one of those backwater places that survives, frozen in time, mainly on welfare, social security, and dope dealing.
 
I think they blew it up.
It was Granby high school.
Long time old friend lives in St Augustine and was down there last week. We were in the MVCC back in Va and worked on many WWII vehicles. The trail rides we had around Petersburg would get us put in jail these days, LOL? We talked about The Rocket and he remembers when they tried to blow it up for a movie. Would not fall so they had to bring in couple bulldozers to knock it down. Guess I'll never go back to Ocean View as just not the same. Late wife and I rode it several times and took our kids there too, those were the days…..
 
My former classmates just held a reunion last weekend. Three days worth of fun and games. Food, drink, dancing, golf tournament, picnic. They did it up big. I didn't go because high school was then. This is now. They did publish some photos. A bunch of old people! I did NOT subsequently go look at myself in the mirror.

More gratifying than a reunion of high schoolers, was lunch today with 6 of my good friends. We spent 2 1/2 hours laughing and solving the world's problems. Life is good.
 
Class of '71, so my 50th was delayed a year because of Covid. I went to a small college-prep Catholic high school, which closed in 2009. There were 85 in my class, and I was one of only 5 or 6 who didn't go on to college. The reunions over the years have been interesting, and I've enjoyed them. We have a very active Facebook group, with most of the class on it, and we keep up with each other regularly. Some of the people I barely knew in school have become friends over the years, and some of the folks who seemed to have everything going for them in high school have actually had serious life challenges as we've gotten older. Looking forward to our 55th next year... :)
 
I'm going to go out on a limb and state that if you still live in the town where you went to high school, some of those people are your lifelong friends. I completely get that entire experience. I went to three different elementary schools, in three different towns. I did go to jr. high and high school in the same town and had friendships going into high school which helped a bunch considering the high school was a combination of junior highs. Still and all people change with age. I look at the pictures of my graduating class where they get together quite often and it is a good vibe I get, they are more like family than some family members. I have been closer to friends than I was ever close to my family, its a different vibe.
 
Never saw any of my former high school classmates after graduation, except for one. In 1971 I was freshly back from Viet Nam and assigned as a Drill Sergeant to the Training Center on Fort Campbell. Our company was picking up a new batch from the Reception Station and there he was. We had not been friends in high school. I'll admit to brief moment of Schadenfreude, but traded him to another platoon.
 
Went to my 20 year reunion. You know how there is always that divorced Jerk that never grew up, is still riding a Norton motorcycle and has a 21 year old girlfriend? Yeah, that was me.

Best part was seeing a guy I had not seen since high school and ignoring him completely and asking his wife "Did you know when Midgely was in High School he drove a 396 Chevelle that was one of the three fastest cars in Columbia"? Knowing full well every time a Chevelle was on TV, passed on the road or brought up in conversation she heard about it! Her eye roll was epic!
 
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