... and strangely happy. A friend forwarded an email to me... the most wonderful and loving tribute to one of our school classmates who died recently, written by his friend (another classmate) w/ photos of the gathering afterward at a local winery w/ music and friends.
I went to a small school district... graduated high school w/ kids I went to kindergarten w/. We were a small class (maybe 250?) and we were close. I always go to the reunions and really enjoy talking to old friends and those to whom I probably didn't say 10 words to in high school.
This pal was a good one... we'd never been in contact since we graduated (in 1971!!) but I heard about him from others and always hoped he'd show up at a reunion. He never did. I am so sad that we were never in touch... that I never saw him again... and I wish I could have gone to the memorial.
I'm happy cause the photos show that he had a lot of people in his life who loved him, including the 4 or 5 classmates who attended, some from across the country!
I'll miss you, Dwight.
I went to a small school district... graduated high school w/ kids I went to kindergarten w/. We were a small class (maybe 250?) and we were close. I always go to the reunions and really enjoy talking to old friends and those to whom I probably didn't say 10 words to in high school.
This pal was a good one... we'd never been in contact since we graduated (in 1971!!) but I heard about him from others and always hoped he'd show up at a reunion. He never did. I am so sad that we were never in touch... that I never saw him again... and I wish I could have gone to the memorial.
I'm happy cause the photos show that he had a lot of people in his life who loved him, including the 4 or 5 classmates who attended, some from across the country!
I'll miss you, Dwight.
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