So the other day, I got a message on facebook asking that I look at a website dedicated to my graduating High School class. I looked up the website, registered and starting looking at some of the people I used to know. I added a two pictures, but unfortunately, they do make me look like I swallowed a bale of hay.
The class roster indicates those of our class who have left mortality. I knew about some of the recent ones (I have a link on my home page to the "Daily Herald" and I have been reading the obituaries faithfully for the past 3 or 4 months), but I have found out over 20 of my classmates have passed away. 50 or so of the class of 300 have registered on the website.
I have passed naturally into my role as a grandfather, but it is weird to think of all of us as having grandchildren. These are people I knew when I was 18. And since I have attended -0- (zero) class reunions, I have out of touch with the class for 37 years. And so, I put a few of the older pictures here, as a reminder that time does go on, and we ALL change.
In my case, I lost my hair and my "hang time."
In my case, I lost my hair and my "hang time."
So time passes on. I am excited about making contact again. I don't think I am trying to re-live my childhood. But it will be good to see where everyone has landed, what they have done, and what they are doing now.
