“…yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.”
Happy Thursday to everyone! We recently attended Butch’s 50th High School Reunion. The decor, food, and fellowship were fabulous. I wanted Butch to share a few thoughts with you, so here we go !
With an even number of “boys and girls”, 16 of the 29 who graduated in my class were able to attend our reunion last weekend. Three or four that had planned to come but had to cancel for various reasons. Not a bad percentage considering!
I see Woodstock on this plaque which means that event is coming up on 50 years in August. A few of us decided we would drive to New York and attend Woodstock. It is probably a good thing that between all of us, we didn’t have enough funds to get there and had to turn around and come home !
A sweet loving memory indeed. Gail was a dear friend. We were co-editors of the school newspaper our Senior year. Larry and Bill played with me in my band. So many fond memories and stories about times with these two!
At first it appeared that the cake was so pretty that we would only be allowed to look and not touch. Finally our class president took control and put a knife to it (and none too soon)! It was every bit as good as it looks.
One of the guys remembered I sang at our graduation. I was surprised he remembered and even recalled the song ! I know a group called the Four Freshmen recorded it and probably others also. It went something like:
It’s a time for joy
A time for tears
A time we’ll treasure
Through the years.
We’ll remember always
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