I didn’t make a class reunion this summer. Come to think of it, I also didn’t make a fraternity reunion either. It’s not that I’m unsocial, a snob, afraid or ashamed to attend. It just hasn’t worked out with my calendar and travel schedule. Apparently about 20 percent of the class were able to attend. So I guess I wasn’t the only one not in attendance.
There are dozens of reasons why people do or do not attend reunions. Many want to rekindle old friendships. Share photos of kids and grandkids. See how classmates turned out. It seems to me with the onslaught of the digital age, knowing current history of just about anyone is at your finger tips. Distance is no longer a barrier. I would imagine people reach out to those they miss.
High School was a good time. Made a great many mistakes and learned a good bit. Then I moved on. I kept in touch over the years with a few special people. People who made a difference and continue to enrich my life.
I recall a line Tripper Harrison once shared with Rudy at Camp Northstar, “You make one friend a summer you’re doing good.” I think that’s quite true. It’s those one, two or maybe even a dozen people who you cling to as the years go by that make your life special.
Reunions can be a wonderful event for many people. As for me, I will continue to look forward to anyone who wants to reach out, come visit or share any information and joy about their lives. Whether our lives crossed paths in high school, college or the business world, I’m always interested in what may be going on in someone’s life. I wish everyone all the best as the months and years go by.
Until next time…