July 23, 2003

Old School

I caught up with an old, and dear, friend yesterday that I have not spoken to in a few years, and we dished up what we knew of our old buddies. You know, who's gay, who's gone crazy, who still gives that creepy handshake, etc. This got me thinking about our Class Reunion next year. It would be my ten year highschool reunion, if our Class President is out there planning it, ELLEN!! I think if we had one, I would attend, but I would be REALLY nervous about it. I mean, basically the Reunion is an okay-how-did-you-screw-up-or-improve-your-life checkup. Did the cute girls stay that way? Did the smart ones become millionaires? Did the jocks get a beer belly? Did the nerds blossom into hotties? Do I really still care about these people and their opinions of me? Ouch. I think I do.

I don't know if they would measure my life as a success - probably not, by some of their standards, at least back then. I'm not in an exciting career, I'm don't live in a big, beautiful house, I haven't traveled much, blah blah blah.

I am happy, though. I have a wonderful, loving family. I have goals and aspirations. I have a freaking blog. How much better can it get?

I would hope that alot of those people have grown and changed over the years, and come to understand what most of us already knew back then: Looks, money, and social class are not true measuring sticks for success. They are fickle, and don't last forever.

As to those friends who were true friends, well, they are the real reason I would go. But like I said, Ellen's probably too busy running a Fortune 500 company to give little old Vicksburg Highschool another thought. Oh well. The good, yet slightly scary, thing about Vicksburg is that people leave after graduation, usually on the first wagon out , but they always end up going back after a few years. It's inevitable. Can't fight the call of old Warren County.

Okay, everybody join in...

Sometimes you want to go
Where everybody knows your name,
and they're always glad you came.
You wanna be where you can see,
our troubles are all the same
You wanna be where everybody knows
Your name.

Rest of Cheer's surprisingly funny lyrics here.

Posted by Shannon at July 23, 2003 11:50 AM | TrackBack
Comments

My ten year class reunion will consist of five people. We all went our seperate ways after graduation, got degrees from different colleges, have gotten married and are all back home in the same town and at the same church again. At least that is the way it is now. My ten year reunion won't be for another 3 years. It'll be neat to see if we are all still here then.

Posted by: Lisa Huntington at July 23, 2003 01:37 PM

Y'alls reunion is every Sunday at 10:30... that's pretty nice though.

Posted by: Shannon at July 23, 2003 01:59 PM

Cheers with Coach and not Woody are the best ones and Norm "Hey Nahm" with he his ten gallons of sweat under his arm pits and while Vera spent another night alone at home and Cliff "I stand corrected" Claven made that show!!!!

Posted by: Tom at July 23, 2003 07:43 PM

Hey now...be careful about how you word that "call of Warren County" business. True: some never leave. True: some leave and return. However, those who leave and return, in some cases (i. e. Joey Wolfe and the Nick Wolfe family), do so because they want to bring their education and experience back to good ol' Vicksburg to make it and Mississippi better.

As for class reunions, I STILL haven't done the first thing for the Warren Central Class of 1994 of which I was (am) the Class President. I have a great vision for the reunion if I could find time to enact it!

Posted by: Joey Wolfe at July 24, 2003 12:45 AM

I wasn't insulting Warren Co. Joey! I love V'burg.

Posted by: Shannon at July 24, 2003 01:22 PM
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