Story Weekend: Reunion
I’m in New York for a “mini reunion” with some folks from my high school class. (I went to school in New Jersey, but we’re meeting in the city). Reunions can be powerful events as we revisit the past with the wisdom—one hopes—of the present. I’d love to hear your reunion story!
If you’re new to Story Weekend, here’s how it works: I pick a theme and you share something from your life that relates to that theme, however you interpret it. Thanks to all of you who’ve been contributing. As always, there are a few “rules”:
▪ The story must be true
▪ Try to keep it under 100 words. Embrace the challenge! That’s about six or seven lines in the comment form. I want others to read your story, and most people tend to skip if it’s too long. I know how tough it is to “write tight” but I hope you’ll accept this as a challenge. I’ll probably have a good reunion story myself by Monday!
A few years back we had a Class of 1964/mini reunion/fund raiser/dinner dance at the Plainfield Country Club for the scholarships we give at PHS every year. I had never been to a dance in HS, nor even to the Country Club, though I lived just blocks away. Then I was a true book nerd, but here I was, 40 years later, dancing the night away. As I left, the parking attendant, all of about 18, told me he thought we had a wonderful DJ. I loved the look on his face when I told him that all the music was live, played by a member of our class and a former member of the Four Seasons, our own Don Ciccone.
Christina, I didn’t know Don Ciccone went to PHS! That must have been a very cool reunion.
Yes, Diane, he actually was in chorus with me…my one claim to vocal fame, I sang with one of the Four Seasons. At the above reunion he sang Four Seasons standards and some of the Critters songs, Mr Dyingly Sad and Younger Girl. Said he wouldn’t (at 60) hit any of the Four Seasons high notes any more but boy can he make a guitar sound like a whole orchestra. He made a CD of the performance for us and I treasure it.
Ah, the Critters. Such memories!