Well, the planned for, worked for, fretted over reunion is in the books. And I am happy to say it was a big success. The food was very good, There were lots of laughs, memories shared, and plenty of good conversations. And there was sadness; classmates who couldn't be there because of cancer, dementia, or other illnesses. But one great joy for me was a friend who came to the first reunion she had ever attended. It turned out she wasn't mad at us all those years, just busy taking care of a very ill husband.
In conversation it came out that there really was a goat running loose in the school one day, although there was some debate as to whether it ever actually made it all the way to the roof. Some people seemed skeptical about the story until one lady spoke up and said she knew for a fact that the goat had been let loose in the school (it was a senior prank -you know this was a country school) because she rode to school with the boy who had the goat in the back seat of his car.
One last thought, when I was in high school I really hated being the tallest girl in the whole school, even taller than most of the boys, but today, being the tallest person in the room didn't bother me at all. It just meant that I had shrunk less than anyone else. Let's hear it for tall genes.
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