Hey, the wife and I are going to my 63rd high school reunion tomorrow. After 63 years why bother? Good question. There will be perhaps three or four members of that class of 1946 present. Let’s see. Who will they be? OK, me, Shirley Burne MacDougall, Claire Ferguson Tappening, Helena McKniff “Mickey” Crocker. Is that it? Not much out of that class of 36 members, eh? Well, there are more than four alive but they don’t chose to come. Why not? Well, maybe they think, “I never sat down at lunch with them then. Why should I have dinner with them 63 years later?” ha ha A good one for sure.
The class wit, John Joseph Waugh, will not be attending. That’s too bad because he could liven things up, like he does through his emails. But he is suffering from pulmonary fibrosis which as he says is a progressive disease, and it would be too uncomfortable for him to make the trip from North Carolina, oxygen tank and all. So, yesterday I put his phone number in my cell phone under “Waugh”, and will give him a call during the banquet.