Well, it’s over and Escondido Union High School’s fiftieth reunion is now a memory. Can you imagine the collective memories the attendees must have? Even though Escondido, California, in no way looks the same as it did in 1961, my former classmates at the reunion all reminisced about the good times we had when our town was small and a great place to grow up.
The decision to attend with my twin brother was a good one. We took the opportunity to rekindle old friendships and make new ones while we were there, and most importantly, realized that old feuds and hurt feelings no longer applied. We all have changed and lived our lives the best we knew how.
Will I go to the 60th? Only time will tell….