Class Of 69

Next year the class of 1969 will celebrate its fourth reunion. I think I might go. In the past I haven’t gone or had a desire to do so, but this time I might go.
It might be nice to see some of those faces from the past.

True they are people I knew, but the truth is I never really knew them. Our lives touched for those few short years and then grew apart. Now they are just names on a list at places like Classmates.com, without a face or anything other than memories from the past.
Still I want to see them again, just to see who they are and where they have been. We will talk about our past and what we are doing now. We will wonder why we never kept in touch and promise to write or call. Afterwards we will all go home and let those addresses and phone numbers gather dust. We may foreword an e-mail we got from a friend of a friend, but we won’t stay in touch. Strangers with a common past, we will mingle and go back home.

Yes I think I might go. Maybe they won’t remember who I am.