Reunion Time

10 years...yes, it has been 10 years. I graduated high school in 1995 and this weekend is the time designated for all of the Mars Hill class of 95 people to get together. Who knows who will show up. Who knows what people will be like. I am sure that some of my classmates care less and that is fine. Mindy and I are going to get to see mom, drink some of mom's sweet tea, see some old friends, sleep in the house I grew up in, see family, tell the same old stories that we always tell when my ridiculous friends and I get together. I'll let you know how it goes. My buddy Hooie wants to give awards for the most changed. I told him that that just meant who had lost the most hair or gained the most weight. He was quick to point out that plastic surgery could be quite awkward when spoken of over a microphone. I wouldn't put it past him. Guess I'll have to let you know about that one too....later, michael