I received my High School Reunion invitation today.
For my 30th reunion. Good grief. Was it really that long ago? 1977 doesn't feel like thirty years ago. I can remember what I did. Immediately after my graduation on a Friday night, I left town. No joke. I had a bag packed, took a few smiling photos and got the hell out of dodge. I think I came back the next Tuesday because I started work for the Forest Service that summer.
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I'm supposed to have a 20th this year. Still no invite though. Perhaps they don't want any bike-ridin' spandex-wearin' former hippies in attendance.
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