My high school classmates have set the date for our 20 year reunion. Now I am debating the merits of attending.
I really have nothing for or against my old high school classmates. We keep in touch via electronic methods. I see pics of their kids. They see pics of mine. There are a few who seem like really good folks. I just don’t know them.
Is that the key? Re-engaging with people you haven’t really known in 20 years (or seen in 10). Maybe that’s it. If so it is probably the reason behind my apathy.
While you would never know it now, I was not particularly cool in high school.
It was not until college that I discovered that I could make lots of friends and hang with the right folks to have a successful social life.
So forgive me if I am not champing at the bit to go to a bar with a bunch of strangers to talk about all the cool stuff we did after we forgot about each other last time.
I may go. I may not. I just have to decide. The fact that the events are set for the weekend after Petit LeMans is also a strike against a Shelby trip.