re: Anyone got some good High School class reunion stories?

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I’ve been to a few and they all turned out better than I expected. A lot of the immature people (I mean, even for high school) managed to grow up and turn into nice, interesting people.

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It is really pretty astonishing LOL. Its also pretty amazing the things we remember about one another...most of us were not nearly as cool nor as uncool as we thought we were at times in high school....we were, as it turned out, children LOL...who knew? Seemed like we did a lot of adult shite but in reality we were kids learning to be adults....

Not a high school reunion but my sisters and I attended an elementary school in NW Georgia for a couple of years in the early 70s that had been in the same location since shortly after the civil war. In the early 1990s the county replaced the original school with a new one and had a reunion for any alumni from any year. There were current students there and people in the 90s. There were also a BUNCH of people there....probably somewhere around 5000 people counting spouses and kids. It was pretty neat.

I was in the 5th grade the last year I attended classes there. Like most 5th grade boys I had a girl I was infatuated with.....ugliest little girl in the class. Skinny as a rail and big thick glasses and wicked smart....the kind of kid who would rat out other students....I was madly in love with her and she never knew it. I so in love with her, in fact, that she and I were the last 2 students standing in the county spelling bee and I intentionally threw the bee to her...even our teacher knew it and told her I had done so. This did not put me in a good light in her eyes....she was pissed that anyone would suggest such a thing even though it was absolutely true.

Fast forward about 20 years and we are at the reunion. She approaches me and I recognize her immediately...she had not changed much but had grown into a very attractive woman with 2 cute daughters in tow....she introduced me to her daughters as "her 5th grade boy friend". Here I thought she never knew I was in love with her and she was in love with me...at least what passes for love in the 5th grade. We had a good laugh about it and then she asked "did you throw the spelling bee"? I did not hesitate...I denied it and said I had no idea what would make our teacher think such a thing. It was pretty special.....

Just had my 35th last month, was only the 2nd I had been too, 30th was canceled for Covid. Had seen some of the people in so long I didn't recognize many of them, and of course I didn't bring my glasses to read their name tags.

Never been to one... am 37.

But this thread just made me realize how old I am becoming, as my high school reunion would be the 20-year one next year.

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my ex was having an affair with a homeless, unemployed dude with no teeth.

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how did that make you feel?

At my 20th (over 20 yrs ago) a girl who had been a shy bookworm showed up wearing black rubber pants and Doc Marten type boots with a punkish looking boyfriend. She was nice but definitely a 180 in looks from high school days.

I hooked up with a girl i always liked who was a bitch to me in high school in the parking lot of Rock N Bowl.
Not really a great story. Looking forward to the 25 year reunion this year.

There isn't that many of us around my hometown and not many will go back for just a reunion. I seen the pictures for the 20th and there were like 15 people out of a class of 125. Many of us are spread out and we had over 20 go to the military. Alot of people in my class got out of LA.

I love my high school reunions and try to make it to all of them. I’m not on social media, so I dont know much about the lives of these people that I once knew.

At my 20th, I reached out to my best friend from high school. He was a great guy and everyone liked him, even though he was really strange and different. He had become an alcoholic and pretty much a recluse who only worked odd jobs as a builder. No phone or email. My only contact with him was an occasional letter (snail mail).

I got his mom to help me contact him. I convinced him to come to the reunion. I paid for his bus ticket from out of state and paid for his reunion tickets. He was actually excited to go.

It was a coat and tie party at the Baton Rouge Country Club, and so I gave my buddy a tweed sport coat to wear over his jeans and flannel shirt. He was never one to care about fashion.

Well, he got very drunk at the party and was hitting on every female who would talk to him. He had kind of a Ted Bundy quality to him since he looked exactly like he was; a drunk, slightly autistic, shack dwelling, intellectual with very awkward social skills.

So I’m mingling with some of my other friends, and three of their wives are cracking up. They’re laughing because they’re pissed because they don’t want to be the only 3 women in the room who don’t get hit on by the homeless drunk guy! They could never livie it down!!

They unbuttoned their blouses and hiked up their skirts and went and stood by my buddy until he noticed them! Me and the husbands were rolling on the floor laughing!!

I couldn’t wait to tell my old buddy what they were doing once he sobered up the next day! He loved the story! He had a quirky self-deprecating type of humor.

What a memory! Unfortunately, my buddy died about 8 years later from cancer related to his drinking. I miss him terribly. He was just this hard- headed by fun loving drunk who refused to stop drinking. Rest in peace, mi amigo!

My 50th comes up in '28, and I probably won't go. My closest friend, and classmate, lost his cancer battle in early January, so going would just be another reminder that he's not there.

Nothing personal, but I'd have little to discuss with the groups or individuals who live for that shite, so I'd rather use that time, and spend whatever amount of money, with the friends and family who mean the most to me now.