50 Years? Can't Be!
This weekend we are having fun at Paul's 50-year high school reunion. Last night was the opening party in OKC, and it was fun. Paul was definitely the youngest and best looking guy there!
Today we're touring the high school, at noon we're meeting for lunch, and at 2 pm we're gathering at OCCC (community college) for a poetry reading by a fellow classmate. Then we're attending a banquet tonight at 7 pm.
Being a "spouse" at a reunion can be fun and it can be boring. It depends on who you happen to sit next to (and get left by). Last night I sat by a "young" spouse who was 3 when her husband graduated from high school, so obviously she was 15 years younger than the majority there. She had fun evaluating how old and how decrepit so many of the alums looked. And I agreed, especially the guys. Most were very old, tough, and hard looking. It's her husband in the picture above with Paul.
A very fun moment was when my seat mate found out Paul was a preacher. That was well into the evening, after lots of fun and sharing. Then, she just couldn't get over it. She had had some bad experiences with preachers in her past and she didn't necessarily like them. She kept saying, "You had me fooled." We were both thinking, "Yeah!"
My handsome feller has aged well and was, by far, the best and youngest looking guy there. He loved my telling him that and kept doing the come-on sign on the way home for me to continue telling him. I did, I did, I did. . .
Looking forward to more fun today.
MB
