This one is very near and dear to my heart as I stare headlong at my 40th
high school reunion!
Have you been guilty of looking at others your own age and thinking...
surely I cannot look that old?
You may enjoy this short story.
While waiting for my first appointment in the reception room of a new
dentist,
I noticed his certificate, which bore his full name.
Suddenly, I remembered that a tall, handsome boy with the same name had been
in my high school class some 30 years ago.
Upon seeing him, however, I quickly discarded any such thought.
This balding, gray-haired man with the deeply lined face was way too
old to have been my classmate.
I asked him if he had attended the local high school.
"Yes," he replied.
"When did you graduate?" I asked.
He answered, "In 1971. Why?"
"You were in my class!" I exclaimed.
He looked at me closely and then the son of a gun asked, "What did you
teach?"
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Carol and Typhoon Family....
Christmas is wonderful; what it means is better, His Birthday, or rather
the day that most of us choose to Celebrate it. However, there is something
else about December. Winter begins, the cold, bone chilling dampness that nips
at our fingers and nose and finally makes it's way to the center of our very
bones, and then begins to work its way from the inside to the outside. Even for
those that have moved to escape it, the lingering memories, thought about long
enough, can still cause a shiver, making it impossible for some to find warmth
no matter where they look.
Winter is good, just like Mondays. Without
Winter, we cannot have a Spring; without Monday, we can not have a Friday.
Without January, February would not come bringing the faintest promise of days
with just the tiniest bit more light at first, but by the end of February, the
sun hangs longer in the sky and that promise of longer daylight hours is no
longer a promise, it's a kiss, given by God to let us know Spring will come for
certain again this year.
And this year will be a Special Year for those of
us that graduated with the Class of 1958. We celebrate because we can, because
we want to, and because it is our right. We have earned it, and it is good.
If you are thinking about NOT coming, rethink
it. There will be not just a reunion, but a rejoining of spirits, and friends
that haven't seen one another for years. We have known each other for at least
50 years, a lot of us much longer, maybe since first grade. Where else can you
go and find that kind of bond? Family is not the same. We are speaking of
classmates here - important to us for a thousand and one reasons. Those that
are missing....we need to find you, now !
For those of you that are not from the Class of
'58 but know of a friend or relative that does know of someone that was in the
Class of '58: please do them a favor, beg them to let us find them, lead them to
the Newsletter, do whatever you
can. We need them, need them to be complete, to be with us as we Celebrate this
wonderful passing of Fifty years. Examine your reasons for not wanting to come.
Just not interested ? Come anyway, let us change your mind, let us make you
glad you did change your mind. The majority of us will not get a chance for the
I00th. I can promise you one thing...you will once again feel the headiness of
youth, if just for that one weekend or one night, whatever you can manage, and
you will be glad you came. Even though it will be Spring, you will finally find
the warmth...without even looking.
Dimples Dinwiddie a.k.a. Sepi Prichard
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