August 11, 2008
Reelin' In The Years
My 20th high school reunion was this past weekend. A literal lifetime has passed since we donned the cap and gown and bid farewell to our childhood friends. Of course, none of us ever dreamed we wouldn't see each other for another 10 or 20 years, or in some cases, ever again. If there was any pretension at the 10th, it was all gone at the 20th. My former classmates are a humble, hard-working bunch.
When I graduated in 1988, there was no such thing as e-mail, websites, cell phones, etc. Relying on snail mail and expensive long-distance phone calls assured we would lose touch with all but our closest friends. Today we have so many ways to contact each other that the only excuse for losing touch is apathy.
I made a commitment to myself as I was driving home yesterday that I would make every effort to stay in touch with every person that meant something to me in high school. Some may decide they don't have the time to reciprocate, and I'm OK with that. I don't want to be the one that drops the ball. The next time we meet we will all be in our late 40's...definitely on the backside of life, so to speak. How much time can we let pass by before we have no time left at all?
At our 10th, we were all riding high, fueled by newly established careers, families, and successes. The 20th presented a bitter dose of reality. Divorces, deaths, stalled careers, etc...nobody seemed immune to the harshness of life. That's where those bonds we built so many years ago matter...friends helping friends through the inevitability of life.
If you came here to learn about mortgage notes or the latest in real estate, I'm sorry to disappoint - there are several older blogs that can assist in that regard. If I can offer up anything here, it is this: Track down an old friend this week. Do a Google search, contact someone who might be in touch with them, whatever. The worst that can happen is a non-response. Chances are that you still mean as much to that person as they meant to you, and both your lives will be the better for it.
I was told by several of my former classmates that I would win the "Least Changed Award". I guess I should take that as a compliment. I've tried to stay true to myself, and I try to stay in shape physically, although my high school weight is quite a few pounds to the left of where it is today on the scale. For the most part, my old friends are the same people I remember as well, and for that I am most thankful.
Make it a great day.
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