This past weekend, Dave and I attended our high school reunion. It had been 41 years since we graduated and I was looking forward to catching up with old friends.
Dave was a harder sell. Dave has this theory that only successful people go to reunions. The last time we went to a high school reunion, Dave swiped the name tag of some guy named Harry who graduated a decade earlier and told everyone he was a lawyer.
A bit of back story. Dave and I met in high school. He moved to Port Credit in Grade 10 and was one of six Daves in my Grade 10 history class with Mr. Gatto (I can still name all six Daves to this day). He asked me out skating in Grade 10 and even though I liked him, I turned him down because I had just got a bad perm that day and was too embarrassed to go out. We ended up friends, started dating after university, and the rest, they say is history.
Back to the reunion. A bunch of us met up at a local bar on the Friday night and it was as if no time had passed. Even though we had all aged, our personalities hadn't changed a bit.
There were your fair share of success stories--people who ran their own businesses, and led interesting life journeys or had exciting careers, but there were some sad stories as well, friends who had experienced loss or challenges. Many had a parent who had recently passed away or who was suffering from dementia.
We shared laughs, told stories and enjoyed catching up on each other's lives.
What struck me the most though was just how privileged we were to have grown up in such a well-to-do neighbourhood and to attend a high school that offered incredible opportunities, including a full music program, outdoor trips and extracurricular opportunities.
As we exchanged numbers, texts and photos, I left feeling grateful--grateful for being able to share this special time in our lives with these wonderful people.
I know we all won't necessarily keep in touch, but I hope some of us at least can make some more memories together someday soon.
Here are some of my favourite pics from the weekend.
My buddies playing in one of the bands at the talent show
Me in front of my "Athlete of the Year" picture (note the bad perm in the photo)
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