Forty-six years ago I was 14 years old and graduating from 8th grade. Last night we had a reunion of our eighth grade class. We had such a good time! (Bless those name tags!!)
We had a hard time with the guys. I mean, look at them! They were young boys and last night they had beards, and bellies some were bald! We carried this picture around with us all night comparing each other to this picture and saying things like, "OH, yeah!! There you are! (somewhere in there)" I was visiting with some people at a table and suddenly three guys were standing around me and one said, "Denice! You used to be blonde!" Yes, indeed. I didn't tell them what THEY used to be! We laughed and remembered and shared for almost 5 hours. Realizing just how old we really are, we shared email addresses and promised to meet again in 5 years. A very special night.
It was interesting. Instead of asking each other the usual reunion questions - how many kids do you have, where do you work, where do you live - we asked each other how many grandchildren we have and if we were retired yet!
Me? I'm in the top row, fourth from screen left.
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