Hey everyone. Thought I'd share my shot of reality with you today. So I'm poking around Facebook and saw a comment on an old school friend's timeline. I knew the name who made the comment to her, and looking at the pic, I thought "Aw, isn't that sweet, my dear old friend Jimmy's daddy has a Facebook! They sure don't look alike, though!" Sooooooooo (I'm sure you all know where this is going!) I pulled up the "about" section to be sure it WAS indeed Jimmy's daddy. But Jimmy's dad graduated the very same year WE did. Yep, yep... that ancient looking dude who was in my Class of '75 was... Jimmy. Either time is not kind to some folks, or Mari is totally delusional. I REALLY hope it's the former!
I never went to a high school reunion until my 50th. When I walked in I thought I was in the wrong place, the room was full of old people. I'm thinking that a lot of people just age faster than you and me Mari, or maybe we just age slower and keep our good looks much longer.
I have had "some" facination as to what some of the kids I went to school with might look like now, but not enough to persue the matter. While I might not recognize them should I bump into one, I am soooo sure that they will immediately know me. I don't know how I keep my looks but I found out that if I want to see how I might look after all these years I only need to look at the oil painting in the closet of me. It seems to age and "Gray" much, much faster than I do. It even seems to have an almost ancient Dorian styling to it now.
Oh, I do like the way you think, Sheldon! That must be it, yep. We are... timeless. Absolutely. Aging is for... old people! I had something else almost like this happen to me before, but very long ago.... I was at the mall and saw someone I was sure was my friend Robin's mama so I asked about Robin... only it was HER. We'd just graduated like 8 years before and she had a nearly full head of gray at 26 or 27! @Sheldon Scott
hahaha....soooo funnny....but you hear so many people saying the same thing dontcha?...''OH my Gosh.. all those people I went to school with look sooo much older than me''... Oh if only we could see ourselves as others see us....on second thought...errrm, perhaps not...
Probably a wise choice, @Bobby Cole ... it could be downright depressing 'n throw your whole day out of kilter. Ah, a scholar of the classics, I see. As for keeping your looks, yes, I'm sure you have... and everyone from the past I meet up with tells me that I look the same as I did back then. Maybe they're being nice, but my sister put my senior pic ('75) beside one taken this past Christmas and I guess I do look the same. She threatened to do horrible things to me if I didn't reveal my secrets. I didn't... let 'er sweat.
dunno........I like this song and at one time thought about trying it out. I never had the nerve but I did think about it.
Hehe Yeah, not sure I'd want that. But seriously, although I didn't go to the reunion last summer, I did see a lot of pics, and it truly is accurate. A few of the guys look 20 years younger than they are... and a handful of the girls could pass for 30-35 without a problem. And then there are are "oh my, that poor dear" people. Some look into their 60s but aren't yet.
But then, when I think about it there were those times when I would have liked to be able to do the Toby Keith thing. To me, it speaks for about a couple of million guys and gals who went unnoticed during the school years but quickly found their own coveted nitch in life afterward.
I hadn't heard that song before. I never had the nerve either, @Bobby Cole . Thought about it a few times... especially when the shebang was being held in my town here, but I couldn't. So why's that? Am I a big chicken? Nah... I'm just not sure I could emotionally handle seeing the class with more and more people having died each time. A few of them were very close to me and their absence would be glaring. Plus then there's the illnesses. One old friend is battling her 3rd round with cancer, others have varying health issues. I'm thinking that instead of being a good memory for me, it would be horribly depressing. Maybe I'll have a change of heart and go to my 50th like @Sheldon Scott , but that's still a long way off, so I don't need to think about it today. Probably won't do the 45th either... or 41st, or any others. Oh well, maybe I should find the yellow brick road like the cowardly lion and ask for some courage?