Sunday, September 23, 2012
My family moved to Angwin when I was 14 and because it was the place we stayed the longest in my whole life, it is the place I have always considered home. It is hard sometimes to visit because nobody from my family lives there - they have all left - and our old home, the place where I lived off an on for nearly 15 years, belongs to someone else. But I digress, this is about my reunion.
While there were lots of weird and creepy stuff that went on in this small religious community and this even smaller religious Prep school, there were equal amounts if not better amounts of great, fun, fabulous, gut wrenching, show stopping, hilarious and crazy stuff that happened. So the 9 of us met at the school around 2:45 or 3:00pm and walked around the halls and looked at pictures, peeked in classrooms, retold stories and laughed and giggled. I almost started crying at one point.
I realized a couple of things while we were there, first of all it smells exactly the same. I'm not sure why but it does. And secondly the school is so small. And I remember it being so big. And finally, I started to act like a moron while I was there, almost like I was 15 or 16 again and sliding back into my high school Joy persona. Very very very silly and fun.
Then we went to another friend's house and drank punch and looked at old yearbooks and laughed and talked. And from there we went to St. Helena to dinner and talked and laughed some more and then we went to another bar and all the really good stuff started coming out. We talked about who dated who. We talked about who didn't date who. We talked about who didn't show up and why. We talked about who we were glad didn't show up and why. We talked about who was married the longest and who had been married the most times. We talked about Tom who died. We talked until there was nothing left to talk about and then we went to sleep.
As I got in the car and drove down the hill this morning I felt good, glad I had come and seen the old place. Glad I spent time with Lorna. Glad I stopped at the College Market and bought those nasty veggie hot dogs my kids love. And glad to be going back home to my family. But I can't wait to come back and see it again because it is very much a part of who I am.