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The festivities begin Friday evening with a casual gathering at a local restaurant. I passed on this at the 10th and 20th reunions, preferring the more controlled environment of the formal event Saturday.
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But this time, as I noted in my "One Month From Today" post, "Facebook has opened up a wondrous doorway to the past. Frivolity flows between classmates who were pals in primary school before we went our separate ways in high school. We reminisce as a united group about stuff in the 1970s that's uniquely ours... It's a joyous reconnect that makes the promise of our face-to-face reunion in one month all the more a journey well worth taking."
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And thus, I'm damn jazzed about seeing so many faces from the past: 90% unbridled anticipation and admittedly, 10% apprehension, which I figure is pretty normal.
Saturday is the main event, which my dear pal Donna Mae will be attending with meese (even though that kid graduated a year after me), which gives me a hand to hold to salve that 10%. Of course, as soon as I'm in the moment, and the familiar faces appear—and the anecdotes start cascading—I know it's all gonna be a sweet sentimental sequel.
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And if I'm real lucky, maybe I'll even get to say hello to Rob, the cutest boy in the class.
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