04

THE CLASS REUNION
Every ten years, as summertime nears,
An announcement arrives in the mail,
A reunion is planned; it'll be really grand;
Make plans to attend without fail.

I'll never forget the first time we met;
We tried so hard to impress.
We drove fancy cars, smoked big cigars,
And wore our most elegant dress.

It was quite an affair; the whole class was there.
It was held at a fancy hotel.
We wined, and we dined, and we acted refined,
And everyone thought it was swell.

The men all conversed about who had been first
To achieve great fortune and fame.
Meanwhile, their spouses described their fine houses
And how beautiful their children became.

The homecoming queen, who once had been lean,
Now weighed in at one-ninety-six.
The jocks who were there had all lost their hair,
And the cheerleaders could no longer do kicks.

No one had heard about the class nerd
Who'd guided a spacecraft to the moon;
Or poor little Jane, who's always been plain;
She married a shipping tycoon.

The boy we'd decreed "most apt to succeed"
Was serving ten years in the pen,
While the one voted "least" now was a priest;
Just shows you can be wrong now and then.

They awarded a prize to one of the guys
Who seemed to have aged the least.
Another was given to the grad who had driven
The farthest to attend the feast.

They took a class picture, a curious mixture
Of beehives, crew cuts and wide ties.
Tall, short, or skinny, the style was the mini;
You never saw so many thighs.

At our next get-together, no one cared whether
They impressed their classmates or not.
The mood was informal, a whole lot more normal;
By this time we'd all gone to pot.

It was held out-of-doors, at the lake shores;
We ate hamburgers, coleslaw, and beans.
Then most of us lay around in the shade,
In our comfortable T-shirts and jeans.

By the fortieth year, it was abundantly clear,
We were definitely over the hill.
Those who weren't dead had to crawl out of bed,
And be home in time for their pill.

And now I can't wait; they've set the date;
Our fiftieth is coming, I'm told.
It should be a ball, they've rented a hall
At the Shady Rest Home for the old.

Repairs have been made on my hearing aid;
My pacemaker's been turned up on high.
My wheelchair is oiled, and my teeth have been boiled;
And I've bought a new wig and glass eye.

I'm feeling quite hearty, and I'm ready to party
I'm gonna dance 'til dawn's early light.
It'll be lots of fun; But I just hope that there's one
Other person who can make it that night.

Author Unknown

Apr. 1	Harold Smith	May 4	Wanda Hodge Underwood	Jun. 6	Robert Hemintoller
Apr. 4	Robert Workman	May 5	Jane Penn Clark	Jun. 6	Bertha Smith Zacharias
Apr. 12	Harvey Weinstein	May 6	Patsy Lewis Hancock	Jun. 10	Raoul Weinstein
Apr. 17	David Jones	May 7	Judy Abbott Copes	Jun. 12	Cynthia Clontz Mears
Apr. 22	Peggy Lovic Hooper-McLain	May 10	Barbara Johnson Hansford	Jun. 16	Jane Hoffman
Apr. 23	Evelyn Casey Snead	May 22	Judy Blechman Morenoff	Jun. 16	Kay Walker Gray
Apr. 23	Peggy Hartsel Sack	May 24	Zoe Pappas Marcopoulds	Jun. 17	Dino Vretos
Apr. 24	Donald Smith	May 24	Betsy Wilson Ellis	Jun. 19	Jill Douglas Schumacher
Apr. 25	Lolly Wynne Burke	May 25	Edna Martin Clemence	Jun. 19	Doris Landon Lewis
Apr. 26	Deanna Steele Capps	May 27	Mary Johnson Weaver	Jun. 21	Ralph Goldstein
		May 31	Calmet Sawyer	Jun. 25	David Lundquist
				Jun. 28	Andrew Puckett
				Jun. 30	Blaine Crum


	04/12/08 - NNHS Newsletter - I Don't Know Why (I Just Do) “In secret we met - In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should meet thee After long years, How should I greet thee? - With silence and tears." - George Gordon, Lord Byron, "When We Two Parted" (22 Jan 1788 - 19 Apr 1824)

I hope you get all the pictures!!! Also notice that most all the pictures have men in them!! And they say women are dumb!!! These guys don't even have the "blonde" excuse. Joyce Cahoon These are very good examples of things that we should NOT do at home, work, or any where else for that matter. YOWZERONI-RINI!!! Thanks, Joyce!
		Isn't this a violation of the seatbelt laws?