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Yesterday was my 20th high-school reunion. I didn't go, of course -- I live too far away from the town I grew up in, I can't really afford to take time off work to travel at the moment, and in any case green_trilobite doesn't do well on airplanes. I think I also feel like I haven't made much of my life.
I feel less bad about missing it after seeing the photos they posted this morning. Not that they don't appear to be having a good time, but it looks as though there was no overlap between the people who showed up and the people I actually hung out with, back in the day. I think there were three or four faces I was able to recognize.
Facebook+former classmates make an interesting combination -- as with the reunion, most of the people who've asked to friend me and who post regularly are people I never knew that well. One of them I now kind of wish I had -- he grew up to be a high-school football coach *and* drama coach, he's a geek, and he has three kids who look uncannily like him -- even the six-month-old had his slightly puffy lower eyelids from birth. He's a comic-book and Star Wars geek and has been trying, this summer, to wear a different t-shirt each day from his extensive collection, and posting photos.
Several other people now travel a lot up north and seem, by their postings, to be constantly dealing with bears and things. One of them became a pastry chef. The girl who was partially-paralyzed from having had meningitis as a kid now races recliner bicycles.
I am not sure what my point is here.
I feel less bad about missing it after seeing the photos they posted this morning. Not that they don't appear to be having a good time, but it looks as though there was no overlap between the people who showed up and the people I actually hung out with, back in the day. I think there were three or four faces I was able to recognize.
Facebook+former classmates make an interesting combination -- as with the reunion, most of the people who've asked to friend me and who post regularly are people I never knew that well. One of them I now kind of wish I had -- he grew up to be a high-school football coach *and* drama coach, he's a geek, and he has three kids who look uncannily like him -- even the six-month-old had his slightly puffy lower eyelids from birth. He's a comic-book and Star Wars geek and has been trying, this summer, to wear a different t-shirt each day from his extensive collection, and posting photos.
Several other people now travel a lot up north and seem, by their postings, to be constantly dealing with bears and things. One of them became a pastry chef. The girl who was partially-paralyzed from having had meningitis as a kid now races recliner bicycles.
I am not sure what my point is here.
