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Sat 4 Sep, 2010 12:12 pm
ALBANY HIGH SCHOOL REUNION
By BumbleBeeBoogie
A telephone call came from out of the blue---
we're getting together and we need you
to help us organize a reunion of peers
after an amazing span of fifty years.
As I drove to the restaurant in a suburban town
childhood memories, long forgotten, were found.
At our '57 ten-year reunion I'd seen classmates last
and eventually lost track of them and my past.
As I entered the meeting room, I gasped with surprise
at white-haired people with bifocal-covered eyes
and stiff joints and waists no longer thin,
bald pates where thick brown hair had been.
I looked into their faces for signs of their youth
as I struggled with the unwelcome astonishing truth.
What were all these old, OLD people doin'
at my high school class' fiftieth reunion?
@BumbleBeeBoogie,
My 30th was last year. People remembered me fondly -- which shocked me, as I was a lonely teen and felt I had no friends.
And D___! He and I barely had known each other and he told me he'd always liked me. I coulda been Mrs. H___.
@BumbleBeeBoogie,
I have yet to go to any of my reunions. This year I think its the 20th.
Cute poem BBB!
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