Well, I could just tell funny stories about what these mini reunions have been like. I've collected a bunch. I have never attended a class reunion. Once these three old friends located and contacted me and were attempting to get me to go to the next class reunion Covid struck and that reunion never happened. So, basically, these guys have, for reasons I can't quite put my finger on, been inviting me out to these small get togethers where they put me in a room with some of the people we went to high school with. 

Sometimes these meetings are intentional. Sometimes out of the blue somebody appears from our old high school class. Sometimes we are sitting somewhere and one of my friends picks up his cell phone and dials a number and tells the person on the other end "We are sitting in this restaurant right now and Reg is here." and then the person immediately drives to the restaurant. 

They tell me at the reunions over the years people always ask "Where's Reg?" and nobody could answer the question. I guess the fact that I don't have much of a social media presence has baffled people. I did not really hate nor love my high school years. I basically think they were typical high school years. I never saw them as the best years of my life nor as the worst. They were just what they were. There was an intensity to the relationships in those years. 

I guess the strange part is, seeing people I have not seen decades and discovering I still matter to these people. Also, that the conversations seem to start or quickly go to wherever they left off 30 years ago. In the very first sit down we had, my friend John said "We will start by going around the table and explaining where we have been and what we have been doing for the last 20 years. Reg you start."

I said "What? We are having dinner, there isn't time for me to explain the last 20 years of my life." and I look up and there are three waitresses standing around our table and they are all looking at me and one of them says "Reg, you start."