School Reunion Party

Saturday my high school alma mater had a reunion party. It was very interesting yet quite fun. I attended a university laboratory school. If you know anything about them they are kinda sorta semi-private/semi-public sometimes. Usually university professors' kids go there and it's called a laboratory school because it is a training place for internist educators to practice under seasoned teachers before getting out into the real teaching world.

Anyway, I went with my husband and my siblings. I was excited to meet up with one of my school mates named Paul. He and his brother came from Taiwan to attend the school for two years. Paul was a year ahead of me while his brother Eugene was in my class. Paul and I have been sharing emails for a few years. I always thought those two boys were very brave when they arrived at a predominantly Black school with English as a second language. Their parents worked on campus with my father. A group of us were very protective of them but their personalities were such that everyone liked them.

The alumni association is run by the next generation. I'm not complaining. That's just the way it is. Anyway, the party was open to all alumni and a larger amount of the younger folks were there. My Hunnee was joking that as we all sat in seats that had been placed on the stage area, our group looked like the faculty table overlooking the student population. When they called for classes of different decades to get together, we were the smallest and oldest there.The classes of 1972, 1973, 1974 and 1977 were represented in about seven of us.

We had a good time reminiscing with each other. Paul took some good photos of the group and the rest of the crowd. His lovely children came out to share with us. He'd also made some xerox copies of photos he had from high school so we could help him put names to some of the faces. That was a very cool thing for him to think of. That got us all to talking and looking back at those times with great fondness.