Never been to one either but was out of touch for many years.
I reunited via facebook with most of my classmates. It's a long way to South Bend but I'd probably try and make it sometime.
Never been to one either but was out of touch for many years.
I reunited via facebook with most of my classmates. It's a long way to South Bend but I'd probably try and make it sometime.
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20th is coming-up next year. My how time flies. Wasn't contacted about my tenth and when I ran into a few guys from HS at the Rathskellar while going to the USGP a couple years later, they said they didn't know how to reach me. This despite the fact that my mother still lives in the same house I went to school in. Oh well. Maybe I'll go, maybe I won't, maybe there won't be one.
It's a Hoosier thing, you wouldn't understand...
My grade school class decided to have a 50th reunion a few years back and I helped to organize it.
After a few meetings and some hard work on the get together I was diagnosed with cancer and about two weeks
before the reunion I had major surgery.
Of course I was unable to attend and, don't you know, I didn't receive one call or even one phone call from any of
them. I guess I wasn't as well liked as I thought I was.
I even ran into an old grade school classmate recently and he asked why I wasn't at the reunion. I guess they
didn't let the group know that I was in my sick bed.
What friends!
I'm much closer to a lot of my high school friends and still attend football games with them.
Have a very blessed day!
To answer the question, $125 is way too steep for me.
I still live in the town I grew up in. I have never gone to the sit down dinner part of my reunions, but I have gone to the Friday night informal thing several times, and enjoyed it alot. I think the 10 year reunion is the one where many are concerned about "success", of themselves and others. After that the 20 and 30 were just casual and fun. Yea, some people can be jerks, but I avoid them, just like I did in HS, it's not difficult.
I do have friends from High School who I have kept in contact with but the only guy we ever made fun of was the guy who never left... not even his parent's house, you'd drive by their house when you were home and there he would be mowing their grass and you heard stories about how 10 years after graduation he was dating one of the then current Cheerleaders. But we haven't talked about him in decades and just about all we do talk about anymore are our grandchildren and how smart & talented they are...
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I find it odd how some people I was so tight with back in school have nothing to say to me and I have nothing to say to them after about the 2nd email. It happens.
Im far more insulted by the people who are too busy to even send a quick reply. Even if its just a couple sentences. I mean they either sent me a friend request or accepted mine and then have no desire to even reply? They get quickly purged. some people try and get as many friends on Facebook as possible, I try and keep it streamlined
Even more weird is theres one girl from my neighborhood that I dont think I said 5 words to in all of high school but we comment back and forth on Facebook like old friends.
Kind of funny reminiscing about my town and school with someone I wasnt friends with back then
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I'm sure no one's "making a profit" off of this thing, so just pay, and go, and be glad someone put forth the effort.
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A friend of mine at work tells the lovely story of the reunion dinner where the organizers DID make a profit on it.
Reader's Digest version: She suggested they take the extra money, put it in a CD or something, and have it handy for the next "round-number" reunion.
The reunion committee said nah, let's use it to throw a party for ourselves; we deserve it!
And so they did.
Ten years later, they can't get anyone to commit to coming to the next reunion and, according to her, the treasurer has NO idea why.
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In my home town K through 12 was in one building. There were roughly 20 in my class and most of our fathers and/or mothers had gone K through 12 in the same building. My grandfather graduated from the same building. At the end of my class's junior year the school burned down and the 18 of us had to go to different towns for our senior year. Last year 11 of us made it to our 50th. Only one had died, my best friend, but a couple had other committments, and we lost track of a couple more.
We had dinner together at a local watering hole, but ended up in a classmates back yard until the wee hours just chatting. We seem to have a bond that has not gone away, and I look forward to another one for our 55th.
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Like I said I never went to one of my reunions but did stumble upon a pre-party at Dawson's a couple of years ago for the class that was ahead of me. Got there to watch the Indy Car race in Japan as it was just running out and I had a good time talking to some kids I had looked up to when I was in school. They all had gone on and accomplished things while the kids that have planned my reunions over the years were the kids that hung around and became bar flies. Part of the problem is that the ones that contact me about these get togethers seem to always be the last persons I would ever want to see again. None of the friends I have stayed in contact with have gone to any of these either.
Frank,
Every Friday night before the Indy 500 you can stumble into our classs's informal annual reunion at Grindstone Charley's on Crawfordsville Rd.I think we have been going there 17 straight years now. This year we are having two reunions and the official big one, the 50th, is this week and I am currently in Teslin, Yukon with no intention to make it. They suggested I do a Skype visit but it looks as if that will be impossible in Canada with the way Internet is locked down in campgrounds and mostly non-existent in the wilderness areas we gravitate to. I'm guessing I might be back in Hyder, Alaska watching Grizzly bears snatching salmon this weekend.
I would have normally attended but this two+ month RV trip to Alaska had been long in the works and was kind of a now or never trip.
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This is my 20th year of my graduation...I have not heard anything about it from anyone. While the school got torn down finally, most of the bed memories of my years in HS went down with it. The two teachers that I adored in HS, one died last year and the other left the school after her son committed suicide in '04. There is a few others left, but I never got along with them too much. I was "eccentric" to say the least.
As for the classmates...One person, who is still friends from me in school, said it best:
"You had to have some serious guts to take all the (harassment) you had to deal with in school. You took so much crap from everyone because of you took "the path less taken". I just wish I could have done something to ease your pain back then."
She was one of the popular kids in school, but she and I knew that if she spoke out on my behalf, she would have been put in the same clique as me. It was the way it went back in those days...I just thank my parents and the Man Upstairs for keeping my sane during the four year period of purgatory called high school.
I won't go to any of my school's reunions. I don't want to be on the news.
Jason
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I went to my 30th only.
While it was good to see some old friends that geography dictated I could not have see otherwise I got to meet other classmates as well.
I don't remember this one blonde's name, but she was a 'popular' good looking pom-pom/cheerleader.
And in her little black dress she looked great that night as well.
So she wanders up to where I am standing, peers at my name tag and remarks, "Oh. I don't know you."
Turns and walks away.
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Probably won't go to one whenever it comes up. Just no desire to reconnect with people I never connected much with back before I graduated in 2004.
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Hmmm... gives me an idea to plan for mine. $125 per person, at IMS, Sunday of Memorial Day weekend, race tickets included!
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