I went to my 5 year. That was it. It was the class of '69. This past Feb an old classmate of mine called and a few of us met at a local bar. It was much better that way.
I have managed to avoid every reunion thus far. I figure being cordial on Facebook is enough for me. I fear next year they will be pushing harder, since it is the 35th. Bah humbug, I say!
High school wasn't one of life's memorable times, and I've never been invited to a reunion.
The class that graduated before mine had a big fight during their 10 year reunion and I remember no one organized my class's 10 year reunion afterward.
I'm fine with it. I don't have contact with anyone I went to school with and I like things the way they are.
Not if you pointed a gun at my head. I was raised in West Tennessee too, but you seem to have made your may through the rednecks much better than I did. I truly don't understand all the Facebook friend requests I get from people who I had to fight because they called me fag in hallways, defaced my locker, vandalized my car, etc etc. They act like none of that happened and we were all close friends, and I can't see how I would accept FB friends or show up at a reunion so they can feel like it was no big thing, nothing for them to feel bad about. People I know ask me why I'm so mad all the time, and I tell them to watch out for me because I grew up gay in West Tennessee, so I learned early how to be mean and fight dirty. I hope you had a positive experience going back to Union City, but I will never set foot in my hometown again if I can help it.
I'm not sure if I will..the ten year reunion is creeping up on me, but like others have said, high school wasn't exactly a stellar time for me. I had a few friends, but most of what of I remember about that time was closeted turmoil, and folks whispering behind my back/saying slick shit to my face.
Part of me thinks 'what the hell' while another part of me thinks 'what's the point?' because with the exception of two or three people I never speak to or see any of these people. I go back and forth about it.
I went to my 5 year. That was it. It was the class of '69. This past Feb an old classmate of mine called and a few of us met at a local bar. It was much better that way.
ReplyDeleteI have managed to avoid every reunion thus far. I figure being cordial on Facebook is enough for me. I fear next year they will be pushing harder, since it is the 35th. Bah humbug, I say!
ReplyDeleteDidn't go to any reunions. I didn't care much for them in high school, and not much has changed since.
ReplyDeleteHigh school wasn't one of life's memorable times, and I've never been invited to a reunion.
ReplyDeleteThe class that graduated before mine had a big fight during their 10 year reunion and I remember no one organized my class's 10 year reunion afterward.
I'm fine with it. I don't have contact with anyone I went to school with and I like things the way they are.
Not if you pointed a gun at my head. I was raised in West Tennessee too, but you seem to have made your may through the rednecks much better than I did. I truly don't understand all the Facebook friend requests I get from people who I had to fight because they called me fag in hallways, defaced my locker, vandalized my car, etc etc. They act like none of that happened and we were all close friends, and I can't see how I would accept FB friends or show up at a reunion so they can feel like it was no big thing, nothing for them to feel bad about.
ReplyDeletePeople I know ask me why I'm so mad all the time, and I tell them to watch out for me because I grew up gay in West Tennessee, so I learned early how to be mean and fight dirty.
I hope you had a positive experience going back to Union City, but I will never set foot in my hometown again if I can help it.
I'm not sure if I will..the ten year reunion is creeping up on me, but like others have said, high school wasn't exactly a stellar time for me. I had a few friends, but most of what of I remember about that time was closeted turmoil, and folks whispering behind my back/saying slick shit to my face.
ReplyDeletePart of me thinks 'what the hell' while another part of me thinks 'what's the point?' because with the exception of two or three people I never speak to or see any of these people. I go back and forth about it.
I let you know in 2015.