I am grateful this week for reunions and the fact that I can still attend. I always hated my senior picture. My mom said, “Well, it looks just like you!” I hated that even more. But I posted it anyway to make a point. I am grateful to have made it this long.
My class has decided to have a 45th reunion this year. One big reason being that we have lost so many of the students that graduated that year. My husband and I graduate together from Enid High school in a class that still holds the record for the largest graduating class ever. There were somewhere between 650 to 675 members. To date we have lost almost 100.
I haven’t always attended the reunions, but this year I plan to. That number of people who will not be able to attend, makes me realize just how lucky I am. I met my high school sweetheart at Enid High, we were married much too young but are still together after 44 years (you do the math). I still live in the same hometown and I am beginning to feel mortal.
I knew all those students that have passed away since 1971 but the one that stands out the most is a girl I went to church and school with. We were best friends in school and then drifted apart. I had no idea she was even sick until I saw the obituary. Patti was 63 and lived a mere 90 miles away. I let all those years slip away. I was devastated. Well, the time for devastation has come and gone and the time for action is here. I need to make more of an effort to see those people that I cared for once, and make the most of the life I have left.
My sister will be driving in from Arizona that same weekend for her 50th high school reunion. My niece is getting married at the same time and I’m helping with the wedding. But busy or not, company in the house or not, I plan to slip away for a few hours for a trip down memory lane and be grateful for one more opportunity to relive a life I love.
Can’t wait to see you, Class of ’71.
Hi Peggy. I have recently had the opportunity to read and enjoy your posts. I remember Fawn and Leo and how glad all of us Serv-Air kids were when you came to Harrison Elementary . My mom liked visiting with your mom and your dad came to the house sometimes to visit with my dad in our radio strewn garage. I admire that you and Don have been married for so long and that you have always had your ties in Enid…. that reveals a steadfastness and courage… hope to see you all in September!
Who were your parents? I can’t wait to get together again in September.
Ivor and Margaret Close were my mom n dad. I also was in EHS band with Don- I remember him playing sax. I played oboe and piano in jazz band.
Shannon, can’t wait to see you again this fall. Are you on Facebook?