My wife, Adriana was engrossed in her tablet when she looked up at me and said, "Honey, I just got an e-mail. My college graduating class is having a reunion next June. I'd like for us to go. Is that okay with you?" My name's Matthew, my friends call me Matt. My wife, Adriana, and I were sitting in our living room watching TV. Well, I was, anyway. Apparent...
Life is full of the unforeseen—twists and turns and ironies that crop up when we least expect it. What happened to me recently underscores the point. First, let me take you back, way back to the late fall of 1965 at a place called the Baltimore Civic Center and a rock group called the Rolling Stones. The Stones were on their second American tour that Novemb...
This is chapter four of six. You may want to read the previous chapters before this one. A big thank you to Estragon for editing this story and making it a much better read. So, back to the beginning; I was in the parking lot at the hall where my twenty-fifth high school class reunion was being held. As I've mentioned I never attended any of my previous o...
Let's see, I graduated high school in April of 1964, if I remember correctly. April of 1999 was my thirty fifth high school reunion. Had it really been that long? It didn't feel like it but then again my memory ain't what it used to be, to put it mildly. Since I had never made it to any of the other reunions, why should this one be any different? A phone cal...
I was just settling into my easy chair after dinner, Edna was finishing up in the kitchen, and the kids had retired to their bedrooms to do their home work, when the phone rang. I let it ring figuring it was for Edna but after the fourth ring I picked up just as she did and I heard her answer, "Hello." "Edna? Is it really you?" Said the caller. "Of course...
What was I thinking going to this reunion? High school wasn't a pleasant time in my life. Back then, I wasn't the most socially gifted guy and didn't have a large circle of friends. I wasn't bullied or teased; I was just ignored. My friends and I spent most of our time planning our successes in adulthood to make up for our shortcomings in high school. When...
A few years ago I went to my twentieth high school reunion. Coincidentally I'd also begun a fitness regime about a year ahead of the reunion. I didn't really do it for the reunion, but over that year the reunion date did provide some motivation. After all the desire to impress a group of people that you shared five years of your life with in the distant past...
Debbie had been getting ready for this reunion for nearly a year. She had missed her 20th reunion because her then-husband was a jealous possessive jerk that wouldn't let her go. She'd made it to ten and fifteen, but hadn't been to another of her high-school reunions in ten years. She was really excited about it making it to this reunion, and had seriously a...
I sat there, staring into my beer, beginning to hate every minute of this, my wife's twenty-fifth high school reunion. The whole thing seemed like a waste. We had met and married after we met in collage—I didn't know any of these folks—and for that matter, she hadn't seen or talked to any of these folks since then (save for a few close friends she had retain...
This will be a three chapter story. I'll try and submit a chapter each day. A special 'Thank You' to Mistress Lynn for editing this story for me. She makes it a much better read. Chapter 1 "John, we got an invitation to our ten year class reunion and I want to go. Will you be joining me this time? I hated parties and reunions and really didn't give a shit...