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Random thoughts on attending my 20th college reunion this weekend:
- Damn, but we look good! What happened to the class of 1985? Everyone else from 1980 on back looked great, too. Why did nearly everyone in my class get a Ph.D. or become a physician? Attorneys were present, but thin on the ground compared to the M.D.s and Ph.D.s
- The progression of age is gradual but clearly visible in 5-year increments when one attends reunions faithfully. Most of us still stay in the dorm, but the complaints are getting louder and louder about the accommodations. At the 15th reunion, people started schlepping their own special pillows from home. By the 20th, it’s all “Did we really use these grungy bathrooms? I can’t even turn around in this shower! They haven’t changed the fixtures since 1982. Why can’t they do something about this rusty pipe?” And their music these days–its just noise! The dorms are great for people with families, but I have a feeling that those who are on their own will be hitting the area hotels harder as of the 25th reunion.
- The student helpers in our dorm were really sweet and enthusiastic–one was a recent grad whose nervousness and excitement about her future were charmingly apparent. She told me she was glad to see that there are alumnae with happy lives and careers because her classmates are all so pessimistic about life after college now.
- People who had their stuff together in college have their stuff together now.
- People who drank a lot in college still drink a lot at reunions, but they’re a lot of fun. (That second bottle of wine on Friday night was nice, but as it turns out, unnecessary!) Continue Reading »






