First entry in yet another stopping place in the blogosphere. Blogs. Who would have thought back then that there would be such a thing as a blog? But I'm starting one now as a venue to keep you abreast of what's going on behind the scenes to make the upcoming Reunion something to remember. I'm going for an aimless, stream-of-consciousness ramble down through the processes. Join me if you like. We'll see how long I can keep this up.
If you were able to attend the last Reunion, you'll have a better appreciation for what we have planned for the party we have planned for October. Fun, but not quite free-form either. There'll be something for everybody; a Friday nite come-as-you-are at the outdoor bar at the Crowne Plaza hotel, and an elegant, dressed-up-to-the-nines party on Saturday night. There's a Sunday Buffet planned . . . but figure the odds after the bash we plan for the night before. We haven't really gotten much farther than that in actually planning the events; there WILL be a theme, we WILL work with the hotel catering staff and finalize all that (a good five meetings on just the food, I'm sure), HOW we want the rooms arranged, all that.
That's the easy part. The REAL work is in lining up a place to have the Reunion and working out THOSE details . . . and finding a band. One night at a Committee Meeting when the band was up for discussion for about the 4000 th time, I actually said to one of the women - I think maybe it was Andrea Cantrell - "What would happen if I suggested that we just dont have a band?" LOL. The look I got in return left no doubt in my mind what the answer to my question would be. Men, the women on the Committee are the driving force behind all this so there WILL be a band. Okay? Which means that there WILL be dancing. I know. At our age. But there's just no help for it so get over it You ought to hear the discussions on the dance floor area. I mean, my first inclination was that - if we have to dance - what's wrong with just the carpet? One thing I have learned over the years is to learn from my mistakes . . . and I wasn't forgetting the one I made over the band so this time I just kept my mouth shut. Did you know that you have to have things called "squares?" Apparently the interlock together and you configure them into dancefloor areas like 9'x12' or 15'x20'. I think that we're going for a 16'x16'. My question now: Is that going to be BIG enough? I mean, few if any of us weigh the same as we did 40 years ago . . . and we will probably take up more space too.
The other thing that we spend a lot of time on is tracking people down. Although we didn't realize it when we were in school; many, many people in both the '68 and '69 classes were from military families and their presence was greatly influenced by the proximity of both Ft. Monroe and Langley AFB . . . and their summer PCS rotations. People whose parents just happened to be stationed here and living in the KHS school zone during their Senior year. Oh sure, some had lived here all their lives (and in many cases still do) but a very great percentage were mobile. And tracking down the women has been even more problematic - they would have married and changed their names and quite simply vanished off the face of the Earth. We work at it though, constantly badgering people to contact other people they might know. And we're not getting any younger either. Take a look at the page we have set aside for our classmates who have passed away . . . and those are only the ones we KNOW about.
More later . . .
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