It's been a crazy month and a half with three trips back and forth to different parts of Tennessee and Florida. Yesterday, finishing off the last leg of the latest not-really-vacation, riding home in the second back seat of a fifteen passenger van, I realized that my ten-year high school reunion is only three years away. Time flies. (Which means I better start trying to get in shape for said reunion now!)
Ordinarily that would simply remind me that I'm getting old and that would be the end of it, but this time I wondered also about those silly superlatives we voted on back in the day. Most athletic, most friendly, most academic, most school spirit, best smile, most likely to succeed, most likely to win a free meal by finishing a 72-ounce steak meal complete with baked potato and salad.... Mostly I honed in on the "most likely to succeed" thing. I couldn't even tell you who my class voted most likely to succeed. But I wonder...in three years when my class gets together (if we do,) who will really be the successes? And, more interesting to think about, will we even recognize it? Hmmm....
(to be continued...)
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