<p>Went to my 10th–which wasn’t fun as the place was smokey, people were drunk and I just wanted to be otta there–DH and my best friend and her hubby went together…but didn’t stay long (I was newly pregnant and glad to leave)</p>
<p>Missed my 20th because we lived too far away and it wasn’t possible. I heard that many had a good time.</p>
<p>Now via Facebk etc I have heard from some–a few new ones I have kept up with … others I have deleted as friends (–as we had little in common so there wasn’t a point…_
The few I have reconnected with–were people I wished I had had their address for years now (thank you technology)</p>
<p>If a reunion was a group reunion - say 1980-84 that could be fun because friends cross over graduating years–and I might go–
But since we had little in common 20-30 yrs ago and have had nothing in life that connected us now…it isn’t something I would spend alot of money and time to go do.</p>
<p>We live in the city where my DH went to school. We missed his last yr because of a conflict with DS’s sports. DH doesn’t keep up with anyone from hs…his best “old” freinds live here as well. The last time we saw them was for the funeral of one fella’s dad.</p>
<p>People move on and perhaps since society has changed so much and the internet helps us keep in touch–reunions may be a thing of the past.</p>
<p>I have yet to attend any of my reunions. I switched schools so many times growing up I didn’t really feel attached to any of them. I’ve attended a few of my DH’s and they are painful. Not knowing anyone there I just sit back and watch…I am entertained as the night goes on… ;)</p>
<p>I went to my 25th on the recommendation of a friend. Not only was it a waste of time and money, but I came away wondering what had happened to all those capable, confident, and likable kids I knew then … because the adults they’d turned into had NONE of these characteristics.</p>
<p>My husband and his high school friends are arranging this exact type of reunion for next summer. They are mainly using Facebook to organize it. One woman was the main instigator, and she got one person from each class to be involved. </p>
<p>As for me: I haven’t missed a college reunion but have never been to a high school one – mainly because I was never invited! Since there is only one person with my name in the country and I’m not that hard to find, I don’t know why I never got an invitation. </p>
<p>I’m class of 1976, so if there is a 35 it’ll be in two years. I hated high school and most of my classmates, but if the timing worked right I’d go. I have enjoyed connecting with old classmates on Facebook, and I agree that as people get older, it’s easier to forget the old animosities and get along for an evening just reminiscing.</p>
<p>My 30th was the class before and the class after ours. They were never very spirited or organized and my class was very spirited, very organized and always leaves with money in the bank so we invited them. It was tons of fun. My 35th I almost didn’t go to but ultimately was so happy I went, it was very small compared to other reunions, but that gave me the opportunity to talk to alot of people that I hadn’t really talked to…even in high school. My HS graduating class was about 200 inclusive but at the same time pretty clique-y. I woke up the next morning feeling great (didn’t over indulge) and really happy that I had spent time with people I hadn’t seen and really didn’t know very well.</p>
<p>I didn’t go to any of my reunions. Two very simple reasons: I live 5 blocks from where I grew up. I see LOTS of people I grew up with and am fine with that. I have several very good friends who I went to high school with and enjoy their company. The second, more complicated reason is that many kids in my class are dead, dying young. Drugs, murder, and diseases took many lives way too soon. </p>
<p>But I will say that, in general, when I meet old acquaintances/friends they are, in general really nice people. We’ve grown up. The really snobby ones have, in general, been tempered by life. Some of the “poorer kids” made very good and are still grounded. When we were looking for this house I went to a home, with my broker. On the wall was a picture of a girl that I “knew”. She was much older than I (by 7 years) and had gotten married very young. Then I met the owner of the house: Boy, was she old looking! The pictures? It was a recent picture of her daughter. The mom commented how difficult her daughter was. I simply smiled and said that this too shall pass. (Mama was a real pia in high school. Now she was a middle aged woman…with a pia daughter.)</p>