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This coming weekend I will be attending my 40th high school reunion. ha ha ha ha That is REEE-DICULOUS!! There is no way it has been FORTY YEARS since I graduated from Red Bank Catholic High School. Why, that would make me fifty seven years old.
Oh, wait. I AM fifty seven years old. How did that happen?!?!
In the past forty years I have gone through four years of college, married, learned to drive, had four children, moved nine times, traveled, graduated from nursing school, buried my husband, got my Master’s degree, built a successful career, lost my beloved grandparents, my best friend and my mother, fell in love and had my heart broken, converted from Catholicism to the Episcopal Church, bought my dream home, became disabled by multiple sclerosis, became estranged from almost all of my family and, finally, have focused once again on writing, which I have known since childhood I was meant to do.
I guess that is a way to make forty years go by quickly.
Those are just the most momentous occurrences in my personal life. That summary does not reflect all the wonderful friends I have made along the way and still have. It doesn’t include all the quiet, lovely moments that bring true joy to our lives: my children’s, and, now, my grandchildren’s laughter, good books, perfect cups of tea, impeccable martinis, shared confidences, spontaneous expressions of affection, bonds of understanding and empathy. There have been so, so many of these over forty years as well.
The classmates I will gather with are a big-hearted, kind, generous group of people. Some have been close for all these years, some of us have rarely seen each other, but the welcome is warm for everyone. There is no teenage angst, insecurity or need to be cool. That is, thank heaven, all in the past. Now we meet on common ground, veterans of forty additional years of struggles and accomplishments, with an appreciation of how short life is and what is truly important. I think it is safe to say that for all of us, it has been quite a ride.
Hooray that we’re still here to celebrate surviving and thriving.
In 1972:
The French Connection won the Best Movie of the Year.
The Candy Man by Sammy Davis was the number one song the week we graduated.
Gas averaged 55 cents a gallon.
Average new home cost $27, 550.00.
Average income was $11,000.
Wrangler jeans cost $12.00.
There was no Monmouth Mall, it was still the Monmouth Shopping Center.
Unemployment was 5.9%.
The Newark Evening News and the Red Bank Register were still being published.
Carole King swept the Grammy’s and won Record (It’s too Late), Album (Tapestry) and Song of the Year (You’ve Got a Friend).
First class stamps cost 10 cents.
Gallon of milk was $1.10.
All in the Family was the number one TV show.
And the Casey’s Class of 1972 entered history.
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