Last night was a fun night. a bunch of old classmates from elementary and high school met a a nearby watering hole/ restaurant for dinner. I debated all day about going, but finally gave in and attended. My reasons for debating were few, but viable I thought.
First, it is about 20 miles from my house to the other town where the dinner was taking place. (It was in our town where we graduated.) Gas is $4.00 a gallon, so I figured on about $8.00 for a round trip, then added another 10.00 to `15.00 for dinner. Was it really worth it?
Secondly, my high school years were not the highlight years of my life. I suffered from severe acne all the way thru HS and was teased, taunted and bullied because of it. It made me stand out, and be different from all the rest. I couldn't participate in sports because I wasn't supposed to get hot and sweaty. This "shit" covered my body from head to waist, so sometime it would even bleed through my clothes. I became a recluse and shied away from things going on at school. I didn't want to be around those people who were my peers. They were cruel.
Now I realize that they didn't know any better. They had never seen another person with this affliction. But then, it was hurtful. So, did I want to spend a whole evening possibly with some of those hurtful people.
Prof said I should go. In fact, she threatened to kick my butt if I didn't go. "Go and have a good time and just forget what happened 50 years ago, Dad." So I went.
When I got there, I was right on time, but I was the last one to arrive. The first person I saw was a guy who I didn't recognize. I asked who he was when I got to my table, and found out that he was one of my closest friends in Jr. High. In high school, he had gotten his girlfriend "in trouble" and gotten married, but continued to go to school. I hadn't seen him since graduation. Another old friend that was there was a gal whom I hadn't seen since graduation either, but we had connected on Facebook. We had "run around together" in high school and found fun in remembering the mischief we had created both in and out of the classroom.
All in all, it was a super fun evening. I found out that I wasn't the only one to be bald, suffer from arthritis, and had gained weight. We had a great time. The years sort of slipped away for a few hours for all of us. We made plans to do it again in a couple of months. Maybe we can get a few more classmates to join us. We even took time to remember those of our class who have passed on. Unfortunately, the Vietnam War took a bite out of our class! I still think about and honor those who gave up their lives for us!