Well, I'm already home at ten o'clock, so you might be thinking it wasn't a very exciting event. However, Rex and I enjoyed my 25th high school reunion with maybe 40 friends from the Somerville High School Class of 1984. We started early, arriving around 7:15pm at the Green Knoll Grille (it used to be the Exchange, aka Sex Change, where Roxy had a bizarre half-blind-date in 1993 with a guy who picked me up at my house in a hearse) in Bridgewater, New Jersey.
While I didn't see any of my closest friends from high school, there was a good turnout among people I was glad to see. Since Melissa's baby isn't quite three months old, she didn't fly in from California, so a classmate who moved to Nashville four years ago probably travelled the farthest. Ellyn was due to show up "late" but I've already done my [closing] time waiting up fo Ellyn, so we left just after 9pm without seeing her.
I ran into the boy who was my lab partner for all four years of high school science and we caught up on the past five years since I saw him at our 20th reunion.
I enjoyed the Buffalo calamari with the girl who pulled my hair on the bus every day throughout elementary school. Now we're friends, laughing about it, she still insists it was the catcher on our softball team who pulled my hair but I know better.
I talked with at least three kids who were in my first or second grade class.
I'm pretty sure most of the marching band was there, but only one football player... the electrician I danced with all night at our 10th reunion... now he has twin 8-year-olds, a boy and a girl, and I've got wonderful London and Maddie.
Rex started talking to one of my classmates and it turns out she lives right down the road in Peapack-Gladstone, so we'll probably end up getting together for dinner, maybe at the "new Opah Grill" that just opened in Gladstone... it is called Sublime!