At Last: The High School Reunion Story (Part 4)

Casey and I stepped down from the stage, blushing like mad. Erik was nowhere to be seen. What the heck? “Maybe nobody heard that,” I wishfully thought aloud. “Oh, yes they did,” said Matt. Damn. Turns out, Erik wasn’t even in the room when Casey made our scandalous announcement. Maybe he was in the bathroom or in the main…

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At Last: The High School Reunion Story (Part 3)

The directions to the place where our 15-year reunion was being held were a street address, along with the words “across from the rocket.” Deep in the bowels of downtown Columbia, past the industrial middle of nowhere, lie the fairgrounds. Smack in the middle of those fairgrounds is a garishly painted rocket, the landmark to beat all landmarks. Upon…

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At Last: The High School Reunion Story (Part 2)

It’s one thing to feel like you’ve known somebody for twenty years, and another to actually have done so. You get to skip over all the preamble, all the “getting to know you” junk, all the “you just had to be there” moments, because they already know you. They were there. They wore the glasses and the braces and…

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At Last: The High School Reunion Story (Part 1)

I tell people that my high school years were like a television show, but I know they don’t believe me. It’s true, though: there were almost 600 kids in my graduating class, which is enough people to shake out over four years into definite strata. There were the popular kids who ate lunch in the cafeteria and got voted…

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