This weekend was a "Blast from the Past". My best friend from high school, Deb Snow, and I decided to crash the reunion of the class of 1968 (we were from the class of '69'). It was a lot of fun. We saw a lot of the friends that we hung out with. Man, there were a lot of old people there. It's so amazing how we change and for the most part our priorities are more grounded. Oh--there are still those that think that success is measured by their toys and then there are those that are humble and truly love their families and the everyday experiences that have brought them to this point.
We had a ball. I would highly recommend it to anyone. The early reunions are for show and the later ones are to meet the real people. It is always great to get with Deb. It always seems like no time has passed since the last time I saw her.
After the reunion, I spent the rest of the weekend till Sunday with siblings and some of there kids and then spent Sunday and Monday with Sarah, Lain and the kids before coming home today. I had a great time.
But----I am ready for a nap!!! GOOD NIGHT!
p.s. there are no pictures. Remember--I'm old.
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See I told you you would have fun. I am glad you got to go, but I won't lie we missed Grandma around here, so we are glad you are back!
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