Reunion Time

This afternoon I am driving East to my hometown to attend the 50th reunion of my high school class.

I've been to several class reunions over the years, but this one is a milestone.  I hear that many of my former classmates are attending, and I am so curious to see who shows up.

I loved that school, and have many happy memories.

 I didn't stay in touch with most of them, but we shared a history together of the growing up years.


The lyrics of a John Denver song come to mind:


 What a friend we have in time
Gives us children, makes us wine
Tells us what to take or leave behind

And the gifts of growing old
Are the stories to be told
Of the feelings more precious than gold

Friends I will remember you, think of you
Pray for you
and when another day is through
I'll still be friends with you

Babies days are never long
Mother's laugh is baby's song
Gives us all the hope to carry on
Friends I will remember you, think of you
Pray for you
And when another day is through
I'll still be friends with you

Friends I will remember you,
Think of you, pray for you
And when another day is through
I'll still be Friends with You

Friends I will remember you,
Think of you, pray for you
And when another day is through
I'll still be Friends with You