Musings
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By Alyce Wilson
My carefully laid plans for my high school reunion may be going awry.
I just got an e-mail from my high school band compadre, the one who'd promised that we could go to the reunion together and sit in a corner, snickering at everything.
He now tells me that his girlfriend might be going to India at that time, for a week. If she goes, he's going because, and I quote, "I can't turn down a trip to India."
Well, isn't that just peachy? Now I don't know what to do.
Do I go anyway and risk an experience that's exactly the same as last time?
Or do I sit at home, alone, like a chicken? I don't really feel like backing down now.
Should I go to it anyway, held held high, and try to have a good time? Go into it with the attitude that, if nothing else, it will make a great story? That's probably the best way to approach it.
I told a friend of mine that I might be going to my high school reunion. He said he envied me because he couldn't think of any reason to go to his or, in fact, any way to find out if they were even having one. So I guess I should be grateful I feel enough of a connection to these people to want to go.
At least I don't have such terrible memories of high school that I would never look back, or that I would contemplate childish revenge tactics like pouring a bucket of blood over the class officers. It's not like that.
I wish they'd have a reunion for the high school band, as well, regardless of which grade you were in. That would be something I wouldn't hesitate to attend. I wouldn't even need to think about it.
In the same way, I'd have no interest in attending a Penn State class reunion. However, if there were a reunion of the Penn State Monty Python Society, that would be something I'd attend. Of course, in the case of Penn State this is because I had thousands of classmates at Penn State and there's no guarantee the ones I'd want to see would show up.
Wouldn't that be great, if you could custom tailor reunions, and invite people from different classes or from different school activities, to all get together to share good times?
We might even get a chance to do something like that. In his e-mail, my friend promised that if he couldn't make it to the reunion, we'd find another weekend and invite a bunch of old friends to a counter-reunion, as he calls it.
Hopefully, he'll share his pictures from India.
More thoughts on my 15th reunion:
September 4, 2003 - Reunion Plotting
October 16, 2003 - Reunion Countdown
October 24, 2003 - Idle Thoughts
October 29, 2003 - My Old School
October 30, 2003 - Catching Up
Moral:
The best laid plans are subject to change when India calls.
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2003 by Alyce Wilson
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