There are holes in the listings posted in the website. Individuals, perhaps, who want no contact, though their location is known. Perhaps others who have been ostracized, after prison or scandal. Others just fallen through the cracks.
I see, too, others have been added. Girls who left to have secret babies. Boys who maybe got their GEDs or returned to the fold through marriage. I’m glad to see them included.
In the meantime, I prepare a message. The one that says my location can be known, even if I’m not attending this year’s reunion. Even now, it’s a long road from here to there, and back again.
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How curious, coming across that note a few decades after I wrote it.
I’ve reconnected with a few via social media.
But many holes still remain. Frankly, I don’t know what I’d say to them if they did show up. We have gone in quite different directions, after all.
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In high school we thought we would be friends forever. But in those pre-internet days it was much tougher to stay in touch. It only took a couple of years for the gap to widen. I too wonder what I would say to people I have not spoken to in more than 50 years.
I did go to my 30th reunion and enjoyed it for the most part, though it was not what I expected. The people I talked with hadn’t been close friends back in the day. For some reason there wasn’t a 50th (possibly post-COVID blues) – and I probably wouldn’t have gone.
I know there are some from my graduating class who wound up in my town – but I haven’t gone looking for them. The past remains a lot of good memories, but I don’t need to relive them.