Saturday was my ten year high school reunion. I was voted "most changed."
I would agree that I have changed immensely (hair length not withstanding).
But it appeared to me that we *all* have changed quite a bit. And *that*
was what made the reunion such a treat.
High school can be a cruel thing...hoards of young people with searing
insecurity and raging insensitivity.
I still feel echoes of that adolescent terror.
But so much has happened in ten years.
We've gone to school. Seen the world. Made love. Taken drugs. Had triumphs.
I think in those ten years we all learned that we're a lot more *like* each
other than we are different.
Back then, we were so busy trying to be *something else.* We couldn't see
that we were all pretty much the same thing: A bunch of struggling kids.
And while we're all still struggling in our own ways, it's amazing how many
of us discovered ourselves along the way.
What a treat to re-meet the people from my past.
Hail to you, Centurions. University City High.
August 1, nineteen99