Hey, JagBass, I graduated in 70!
I live in the area I went to school in, so I can sometimes visit the RiteAid and have a class reunion! My class was small, 90-something, so we all pretty much knew each other.
The only guy I ever had a serious beef with in my class turned into a thug and went to prison and may be dead now for all I know. He was one of those guys that looked 35 when he graudated!
Other than that I was pretty well liked and got along with everyone, not bad for a JW who didn't go to any dances or play any sports. Hey, by this time in my life I've even slept with te girl that I'd always wanted to sleep with in high school - so even the fantasies have worked out.
I've been to my 5th, 10th, 15th, 20th, 25th, 30th and 35th reunions. Now we have them at really well-liked (gay) classmate's house, rent some tents, tables and chairs, cookout, drink, relax, talk and work on a class float for a week or two. A few classmates that I really liked have never come to one, and often don't live in the area. I watch the obits, and if I happen to see where one of them has lost a parent or grandparent, I'll go to the visiting hours to say hi and see how they are doing.
Ah, smalltown life where alumni is a HUGE, four day event timed to coincide with Father's Day every year.
S4