Twenty years

This past weekend was my high school reunion.  Hard to believe, astounding in fact, that it's been twenty years!  Even more amazing to me is the fact that I vividly remember the evening of my dad's twentieth high school reunion.  I had just graduated from high school myself, so it seems IMPOSSIBLE to me that mine could be happening.  Anyway, there were two events planned.  The first was a Friday evening at the local bar in our home town.  Initially I thought I would attend, but the more I thought about it, the less enthused I was.  First of all, we had other things planned for the evening, and I've never particularly been a bar person.  On top of that, while I loved high school and to this day have lots of friends from my high school days, almost none of them were in my class.  Most of them were older, and a couple were a year or two younger.  I also was aware that of the few people I would really like to see, only one was going and that person I had lunch with six months ago.  So my motivation was pretty low.  I decided against doing the Friday night event, and instead settled on attending Saturday evening which was to be a smaller (and quieter), more intimate evening.  There were only 19 of us classmates in attendance, and as I had suspected, I hadn't spent a great deal of time with any of them in high school.  There was one classmate there Saturday evening named Lisa, and she saved the evening for me!  While Lisa and I had not spent a great deal of time together later in high school, our sophomore and junior years we had definitely hung out together so it was nice to be able to sit with her and visit.  I'm glad that I went, and it was nice to see everyone after twenty years...even if I can't believe it's been that long!