Out of a graduating class of 300, only about 150 people were able to be contacted, and of that, only about 60 people showed up—rather disapointing IMO for the 25th, even though I hold no real attachment to it all.
I had no idea what to expect, especially since there were only a few people I was actually interested in seeing again, anyway, and all but two of them didn't even show up, but there were a few decent conversations, a good number of former band brats, a few odd reconnections, lots of returned memories, several "oh yeah" moments, and the often morbid curiosity associated with these events was officially sated.
In the end, I will say that our class seems to have done pretty well for coming from a small town, and I am thankful for the quality and high level of education I got there.
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So, anyway, here's to the Niles (Michigan) High School class of 1983. Go Vikings!
Cheers!