This weekend was my 10 year high school class reunion. Actually it was not my class reunion, I graduated from Little Rock Catholic High School (CHS), but it was the reunion for what would have been my high school class (Rogers High, aka RHS) had I not moved to Little Rock. I missed the reunion for CHS because they had it the same weekend as my wife’s due date. The weekend as a whole was pretty amazing. We stayed at my daughters God Parents house (probably the most wonderful people I know) and Heather and I became God Parents to two very sweat (and stunningly beautiful) little girls. The reunion get-together consisted of a family night on Friday and an adults semi-formal social on Saturday. I went to both events and the after parties.
Many of the friends I had at RHS I still keep in contact with; while my very closest friends I see fairly regularly as they have remained my best friends. It was nice to visit with everyone, especially those that I had not actually seen in many years. But what struck me most about the reunion was change in social interactions between what had previously been warring parties. No one held over any grudges, no one cared which “group” you belonged too. With only a few notable exceptions, everybody had grown up. I was honestly excited to see everyone and they all seemed glad that I was there. A school, its students, and its faculty can be evaluated by the quality of its graduates. By that standard it looks like the Rogers High School Class of 1995 has reflected well.
I will post pictures when I get them. A special thanks needs to go out to Molly and Fairy forthe best class reunions I have ever seen; Susan and Pete for their gracious hospitality to me and my family; and Marie and James for the honor of being God parents to their girls. All around, it was one of the nicest weekends I had in a while.