My 40th HS Reunion is coming up--Labor Day weekend. I have absolutely
no desire or any intention of making the trip to Illinois to attend.
I endured High School, much the way children will 'clean their plates' in order to move on to dessert!
For me, high school was nothing at all like 'the best years of your life', as so many "Moms" in movies say to their teen kids. For me, it was simply one of those things I had to go through in order to move on to the better things in life, such as adulthood, motherhood and freedom. It was simply another growth experience on the way to where (and who) I am today.
I grew up in interesting times, to say the least! Do the math and remember...where we were as a country, back in 1969. Civil Rights...Viet Nam...Equal Rights Movement...birth control options for women still new...the dawning of the 'Age of Aquarius'....hippies etc.
The high school I graduated from was in a city undergoing "white flight". When I first entered high school, the mix was about 50-50. By 1968, my school was about 85-90% black. My parents, sad to admit, were racists. I wasn't allowed to participate in much of the usual extra-curricular activities in school, because of that. We were raised as Lutherans, and I remember my Dad saying many times, his worst fears were that one of his daughters would someday want to marry a Catholic or a black. Funny thing: I don't remember him (OR Mom!) ever expressing the same fears about our brother's choice of a wife?? Go figure!
Eventually, I not only DID marry a Catholic, I even converted to the Catholic faith. My sister, the GOOD kid, married someone of the Lutheran faith, and is still married to the same man, 36 years later, and still practicing the Lutheran faith we were raised in. My brother these days, I think is probably participating in whichever 'fundie' religion his wife is practicing.
Meanwhile, I have totally lapsed, not just from Catholicism, but from organized religion in general! The last few years, I have been researching and studying the Earth Based Beliefs, and find they make more sense than all the stuff in the traditional organized religions!
Anyway, back to the Reunion stuff!
I did attend the 30th, against my better judgement! Here's how that came about!
One Sunday, I found a message on my answering machine, from a person I went to HS with: Bob XXXX. At the time, my landline was non-published--meaning, even the operator couldn't give it out! So...WHO gave my number to Bob; how did he get it?? He had contacted my Dad, who still lived in Illinois at the time (and was in the phone book). Dad gave it to him! I was really PISSED that Dad would just give out my PRIVATE number like that, and oh boy, did I jump him!
When my daughter found out about that 30th Reunion, she managed to talk me into making the trip, and went with me.
It wasn't really awful, just depressing. Way too many of my class had already died. Some in Viet Nam...others from drug overdoses, some from acts of violence, a few from cancer or heart attacks and a few from AIDS. Funniest thing from that reunion: one attendee, who was a cheerleader in HS....obviously dug up her old yearbook---she attended the reunion, wearing her hair and makeup, EXACTLY as she was shown in the 1969 yearbook, LOL! Remember the movie "Peggy Sue Got Married"!
The email I got today, Bob XXXX listed the info he has collected so far, on everyone. For me, all he has gathered is name, city, state, and email. I am tempted to ask that instead of the email, he list my business website, LOL! In these trying economic times, I certainly wouldn't mind a few extra website orders! ;)
I have absolutely NO desire to re-visit HS HELL at all. I am debating with myself: respond and say
nicely of course, that I will NOT be there, or simply IGNORE the email.
Anyway, I have been feeling depressed lately, and the thought of a 40th HS reunion does absolutely nothing to improve my state of mind!
Love to all of you, but I do NOT miss the days of high school at all!