Well, it’s really hard to believe but this weekend is my 50th high school reunion. Yep, Rocky River High School Class of 1966. Go Pirates! Sometimes those days seem just like yesterday and sometimes they seem like a hundred years ago. Now I know that a lot of people would rather have open heart surgery without anesthesia than go through high school again but, luckily, I don’t feel that way at all. I wasn’t the star athlete or the class president or voted most popular or most likely to succeed…I was just a dude making my way through it all and trying to have a good time!

Sure there were all the stupid things that go along with “coming of age” and “those high school years” (peer pressure, social awkwardness, and of course, near terminal acne) but, still, I made a lot of great friends, had my first “serious” girlfriends, started my first band and, much to the relief of my former-teacher mother, successfully graduated. But I just know that as each member of our class walks into that initial reunion get-together the first (probably) unspoken thought will be, “Who are all these old people?”



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