This past weekend I went to a multi-class reunion from high school, 1970-1979. I graduated in 1974. So 35 years or longer since I have seen some of these people. Don't really count the ones in my class as it turns out I was the only one in the group class picture! There were two others there with me before the picture but they scooted out to go to the casino, and after the picture two more showed up. It was weird and the old me would have walked out the door but the new me took the bull by the horns and headed to the front of the room, the stage, and had my picture taken with a smile on my face. I was painfully shy in school but that is way behind me now.
Before the reunion I was at Daddy's visiting when the doorbell rang. Daddy didn't hear it so I went to the door and there was a guy, Daryl, class of 1972. He used to be in Daddy's Boy Scout troup and I dated him and double-dated with him many a year ago. It was so good to see Daryl. He stopped by when he saw my car out front and wanted to tell Daddy what an awesome person he was and scout leader and that the group of guys in the troop were wonderful, that Daddy was a great influence in his life. AWWWWW...it was so great for Daryl to do that. We also got to talking about dating and I had to add that I really liked boy scouts too...wink, he said, "yes", that I was such a little cutie running around. Uh oh, still a small crush? Oh it was nice and he is a very, very nice guy. We started talking also about spouses and his was in the car waiting. Come to find out his wife went to junior high with The Hubby and graduated with our friend Gail (who passed away in '06) and in fact lived across the street from her. Absolutely a small world. All in all the day was nice. Maybe next time more people from my class will show up.