Saturday night was my 10 year high school reunion. It was the first time in 10 years that i really started to feel my age. That all changed by Sunday morning...well, maybe Sunday night.
I wasn't sure i was going to go to my reunion at first. There are always those people that you really just don't want to see ever again, and you'd be happy. Well, i figured there was going to be more people there that i WANTED to see than i didn't, so i sent in my response.
Of course, in typical Stacey fashion, i missed the bus over to the reunion. So Frank drove me over. Why didn't he stay, you ask? It wasn't all my fault. True, i didn't want to have to sit and babysit him all night long while he looked uncomfortable around people he didn't know...but he was ok with staying home! He hates being around people he doesnt know, especially in large groups. He actually seemed quite happy to stay home.
Upon arriving at the reunion, i knew immediately that i made the right choice in going. I was greeted by people i haven't seen in what seems like forever, and it was like we didn't miss a beat. We picked right up where we all left off in high school, except more mature (yes, i'm saying i'm mature...don't be surprised).
Our room was very elegant and fancy. And of course, it was all decked out in red, white and black.
There was a great food spread, which included all kinds of appetizers, cakes, cookies and candy. And you guessed it, all in red, white and black!
There was a great food spread, which included all kinds of appetizers, cakes, cookies and candy. And you guessed it, all in red, white and black!
After a great dinner, we had a band ~Deuce~ perform for the remainder of the night. They were quite good, but it was so much better when our classmate Terry got up and performed. He has his own band, and they are really popular and quite good.
You would think it was our senior prom again, how we all got along.
It was most appropriate that Terry play our class song, and we all got together and sang along.
After a long night of drinking, we all got back on the bus to make the trek home. But, in typical Mount Carmel (and class of 99) fashion, we weren't done yet. We had the bus driver drop us off at the Pine Burr Inn, where we continued drinking and partying until we could all barely stand.
It really turned out to be a great time, and i'm so glad that i went afterall. Thanks for the memories 99. We really are the best class of the century.
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-->Glad you had fun! My class just celebrated 15 years and I wasn't able to attend. Then again our graduation class was only 31 people so it's quite easy to stay in touch thanks to facebook and email.
~deb
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