How did 40 years pass us by so quickly?
One moment you are on the stage, in your graduation gown and cap, waiting for your name to be called to receive your diploma and the next moment you have an invitation to your 40 year class reunion.
Back when I started school, there was no preschool and the only thing you had to know how to do in order to get into Kindergarten was to tie your own shoe. I don’t remember if it had to be a perfect bow or if couple of knots would suffice. I DO know that being left handed, it was a trick for my parents to teach me how to tie that bow.
But apparently I got the hang of it because I entered Kindergarten at the age of 4, going on 5 the next month. The things I remember about K were show and tell, nap time, rhythm band, and starting the first day of school with my next door neighbor, Shirley.
My wonderful sister, Christy, made me a scrapbook a couple of years ago, and there are a lot of old black and white photos that bring musty memories back. Starting school with Shirley is one of those memories. And K was only a ½ day adventure!
We went through school together, maybe not always in the same class but we were in the same grade. We were in choir together, played at recess together. Then we grew up and kind of lost track of each other.
But with this year’s invitation to the class reunion, I wanted to get in touch with Shirley (and some of my other classmates that I haven’t been in touch with). I hadn’t seen Shirley since I attended the last reunion, I believe in 1990. Since we moved up here, and reunions are in the summer, I just can’t get to them….380 miles away.
We’ve been corresponding via email for about a week now and we sure do have a LOT of catching up to do! She has memories that I don’t have and I have memories that she doesn’t have. And part of the fun of it for me is picturing her at her computer thinking of these memories and maybe her letting out a chuckle or two. She has a laugh that I easily remember.
Shirley will be attending the class reunion since she lives in good old Colon. Maybe she will have some photos for me afterwards. I’m sure that she and I are the only ones out of our class who still totally look the same as we did 40 years ago, right??
- Cathy Clementz
- A long time ago, I was a child. (I started out as Cathy First from Colon, Mi.) For the past several years I’ve been an adult. A lot of things went on between those two stages of life; probably no more or no less than anyone elses. My husband and I moved to “da U .P” from southern Lower Michigan several years ago (yes we were trolls at one time). We owned and operated and operate Clementz’s Northcountry Campground and Cabins just north of Newberry, Michigan until May 2015. We have grown kids and grandkids (who all live downstate). My passion is life and all that Nature has to offer us and trying to photograph it in unique ways. Our intention in life is to see all that Nature has to offer us. We hope that you will be a part of our adventures as we cruise through our lives together. Come back often!