http://www.bogleheads.org/forum/viewtop ... 8#p2142958
...and thought the subject of reunions might be an interesting topic on it's own.
Who's attended their HS reunions? Good experiences or bad, forgettable or not? Would you go again, or never again? Do you regret attending or not attending?
If you went to a reunion, did you reconnect with someone? Etc.
Here's what I posted about my reunion last night:
Jazztonight wrote: MY HIGH SCHOOL REUNION
I attended my 50th high school reunion last night. The number of attendees was appropriate for the size of the room, and I think that was the key to it's success. There were enough classmates present to mingle with, talk to, and re-acquaint with. When one got bored or antsy, one moved on. I had a good time.
There are always a few surprises at a HS reunion--I've been to 5 or so. There's only a couple of things you have in common with these people: you're all the same age, and you all shared a physical space for several years. Other than that, perhaps you had the same teachers or classes, maybe you "dated" this person or that, but depending on the size of your class, your experiences may have been quite different.
Some of my classmates were college-bound, and most, I suppose, graduated. Not all.
Some were Vietnam Nam bound; most returned.
There were, in my class, [OT racial references removed by admin LadyGeek], and so on. I grew up in a very white suburbia. This did not prepare me very well for the real world! (I now live in one of the most heterogeneous, racially diverse, cities in America.)
Many of my classmates, after graduation, moved to locations on Long Island 15 minutes from my home town, and still live there 50 years later. There were a fair number of marriages within the class, and there were at least 5 such couples present last night, still successfully married.
I enjoyed chatting with old friends (and enemies), and could not help myself from "judging" who looked good or great, and who looked not-so-good or even worse. There were many examples from each group. I have a feeling it's something that people do at reunions. I sat at a table with one woman I'd had a crush on in HS; she still looked very good to me, but would still be as inappropriate for me as ever! I did, however, tell her she looked beautiful. I doubt if she remembered me.
Then, of course, there was much talk about classmates who've died in the last 10 years, or even recently. One man died in the last few months and his widow, also a classmate, came to the reunion.
I connected with a few old friends, gave out some cards, and invited people to visit me on the West Coast. They won't, probably. Some people just like to stay close to home.
Most I talked to were fascinated with my cross-country journey on the train.
All along, I thought that my destination, my HS reunion, was going to be the high point of the trip. I'm not sure at this point if that's the case.
Also, the trip is not over.