One week ago tonight I was packing my suitcase, making final decisions about what shoes to wear. The weekend came and went and life goes on. In life, however, there are times we all reflect on, good times, bad times, momentous occasions, and some we would rather forget. I consider myself very fortunate to have had the experience, the memory, of my 50th Reunion, the one we all anticipated, attended, some worked so hard to make happen, and I feel I can state, everyone thoroughly enjoyed. And now it is over, but I have spent the last week reflecting on all it really meant. Friendships renewed, cherished memories awakened, stories exchanged, new friendships made. The warm hugs. The sharing of compliments. The moments of silence. The hard work that had to happen in order for the event to have been such a success from beginning to end. And I thank Neal and the entire Reunion Committee for their dedication to the endeavor. My own experience was nothing less than a treasure, something I will cherish for a very long time.
I had been very disappointed prior to the reunion because I did not see a very dear friend's name as attending. I had lost contact with her about ten years ago and for whatever reason could not find her phone number, email address or any other contact. As recently as Saturday morning I was having breakfast with another close friend and lamenting about the fact that I had not been able to find our friend, "Maureen." When I arrived at Saturday night's dinner/dance, I walked in the door, and there stood "Maureen." She had also been trying to contact me without success. The Reunion Commitee through their efforts to find as many classmates as possible made this reconnection possible. They made the "hug I will always cherish" possible. I am certain I am not the only one with this kind of a story, kind of moment, kind of a memory. The Class of 1962 Reunion had to be the best ever in the book of Reunions if there is one.
I also took lots of pictures on Saturday and that led to some e-mails going back and forth between myself and the Superintendent of Schools, who had asked me to send him copies of photos, which I did. That led to other e-mails from other people who saw those pictures, which led to this article being posted on a White Plains schools website: https://www.whiteplainspublicschools.org/Page/11849
I am also going to start posting some of the great pictures of great people that I captured on Saturday.
Barbara Jackson