Wednesday, March 17, 2010


It sometimes makes me feel uncomfortable to have reality hit me in the face. I remember when I thought 50 was really old. Yesterday I got the agenda for my 50th High School Reunion. 50th? Not me. Heck, I am only 25 so how could that ever happen? I graduated from a very small school in Iowa in a very small class. About 1/3 have already died. I guess I am in the 2/3 that is too ornery to die? I got my teaching schedule for the summer semester and could not find a way to get to Iowa and back and not miss any classes. I went on line and a couple of search engines found a way for me to do it. Might be the last hurrah for some of us. I would imagine that will change every year that passes. Life is not inevitable however death is inevitable. I am going to take some extra time this reunion so I can spend some quality time with the people I grew up with in the 1940s. 1940s? In two years we will be 70. I guess it is true.

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