Churchill High School - Class of '87

I really don't have a lot to say about this event - pretty much, I literally hung on John's arm, exercising all of the smile muscles in my face. John reported that it was a lot better than his 10th year reunion, what they say rung true for him - the 10 year is all about reporting how successful you are, where everyone seems to mellow out by the 20th, reporting instead about family and good times.

The folks we ran into and talked to varied - one of the guys, who John got into some of the most trouble with, I found most fun and wish we could have talked to more - he literally glowed in his report of being told he and his wife were having triplets, and how amazing his wife was to go nearly full term with them. Yup, that guy's changed.

Others, sadly, were totally lost - one guy, standing out front smoking was reporting through a myriad of cuss words how he had just moved to Florence 3 weeks ago and is working at the casino counting money. When asked why, he said, "mid-life crisis, but I'm okay with it" - Alrighty then, didn't know how to respond to that one (let's just say the comment was laced with a few more words than I'm adding too).

Then, there was the gal that came over to John because she'd had Mikayla in a small group at her pre-school's VBS last summer. She had adored Mikayla and wanted to meet John because "he must have changed a ton" - she ended up whispering in John's ear, "please pray for my husband" before we left......

Two hours later, we were out of there and headed to Cold Stone Creamery. Couldn't wait to get out of the dress and heels, put on some sweats, and pig out like the best of them when we got home. One can only act impressive for so long.......