School Days

A couple of weeks ago Miss Mox and I went to my high school reunion.   I won't say how many years it has been since I graduated, but it has been 10 or so since I went back to visit.  The school has changed a lot.  In fact, the part where my actual classes were held is gone.  The rest of the place has been heavily modified.  The gym is still there, but the library has moved, and the commons area where we had morning meetings and just hung out or studied is now offices.  The track has been updated- no more gravel in your palms if you trip over a hurdle.

It's still a great school, and I'm glad I had the chance to both attend and to return.  I was the only person from my class there (it was homecoming weekend, so people from other classes came too.)  I got to see a few people I knew way back when, and a few of my teachers.  The next day we had lunch with an old friend of mine, and dinner with a friend of my brother's.  Miss Mox got to see some embarrassing pictures of me, which I will not share.  You can never really go back, but it's nice to look back once in awhile and see where you were, and how things have changed.

I learned there to always be learning, to be open to new experiences and people, to never set your beliefs in stone.  I learned to respect others, no matter how different they are.  I already knew the value of history, but I learned a lot more about it there, and how to learn about it.  I still keep in touch with a few of my fellow students, and a few teachers.  It was good to go back.  But I am always looking forward.  And I have a great companion for the future, no matter what it brings.