Oh yes it can. Our class reunion was held this past Saturday, July 27th. Alas I was unable to go to the Friday dinner nor Saturday morning breakfast but I did meet with others for a tour of the old home town that afternoon.
As we walked down Merrick Rd (the main street) we played "what the hell use to be here?" There were so many changes since we were kids/teenagers.
We also toured the small but nice historical museum. Later we had a dinner/dance consisting of all the classes that graduated in the '70's.
I know some people don't like reunions but I do. I love the energy that bubbles through everyone. I love how they smile and hug each other and how it's accentuated by squeals of surprise and delight. I love how they get up and dance, in couples or in groups so everyone can participate. I love how joy seems to permeate the air. You can almost feel its effervescence and breath it in. I mean really, that's fun. How can anyone not like all of that?
The only thing I don't like is they end. You sit there the next day and say damn I should have gotten so and so's number and/or I wish I had talked to certain people more. Well you get the idea. But it's still good. And if I'm around for the fiftieth, I'll be there shakin' it on the dance floor (or at least trying to) and hugging my classmates.
Do you like reunions? Which ones have you gone to. Do you feel there's a certain year to stop having them or to stop going to them?
Some of my classmates
Can you tell Blogger wasn't cooperating with me on these pics. They're suppose to be side by side.
Note: I fractured my hand after I had come home from the reunion. (No, I wasn't drunk! I'd been real good and had one drink for the whole night) So, in the coming weeks, my posts will probably consist of more pictures or things I can copy and paste. Sorry.