Time will pull us apart….

A quick non-quilting update:

Last night was my (Sandy’s) 40th high school reunion. My since kindergarten friend and quilt mentor hosted the event. She hatched the idea for the party during the winter and I thought it was a great plan. The last time my classmates got together as a big group was at our 25th high school reunion.

The location for the party, my quilt mentor’s home, is completely lovely. The house is a log cabin with a wonderful garden that features a summer house (an outdoor kitchen and open air dining pavilion), a waterfall feature, and a fire pit. It is a perfect space for entertaining. What a treat to be able to spend time with my old friends in such a gracious setting.

The food was absolutely amazing. This was a legendary party that will be remembered for years.

Our class was small–a mere 23 graduates.  The entire K-12 school had less than 300 students total. So we were a close-knit bunch.

About half of the class started kindergarten together and then we finished our senior year together. The “new kids” who moved into the district throughout the years brought excitement and new ideas and the outside world into our lives — we loved the anticipation of wondering what new classmates might arrive when school started after summer break.

In 1978, we had a class full of whip-smart overachievers who stepped off the graduation stage and into the world with a solid education and a family farm-based, hard work ethic that served us well.

Among our classmates we have successful entrepreneurs, a legendary Key West fishing boat captain, educators, medical professionals, farmers, and technology professionals. Some of my old friends have already retired! And best of all, everyone seems happy and content with their lives.

Sadly, three of our friends have passed. We set up a display to honor our friendship and include them in our celebration.

The food — did I mention the food at this party? It was amazing.

It was also very special to have two of our favorite teachers attend our reunion. Our social studies teacher and our English teacher came to the party to swap stories with the Class of ’78.

I’ll leave you with a few pictures of our special class from last evening. Comment below if you think you’ve spotted the fishing boat captain <smile>. It was a wonderful evening, all thanks to the host of the party and my own personal quilt mentor!

 

Our class motto was “Time will pull us apart, but destiny will bring us together again.” Indeed.

Happy Friday.