"You haven't changed a bit!"

So my 20th high school reunion was last Friday, and I had a really good time. I took the 3pm ferry to Victoria, and a good thing I'd made a reservation as there was a one sailing wait already. I went stright to my friend J's house (his wedding was in 1991, so my memory's not that bad) and had fun chatting with his wife L and their two very sweet kids.

As we were heading out, J's daughter asked "why do you have to go out again?"
J: We're going to a reunion.
E: What's a reunion?
J: Your mother can tell you all about it, but it's a meeting for people who knew each other once upon a time.

The event was at Swans, which is one of the brewpubs in Victoria.

I had a great time. I reconnected with a few people who were in the "I wonder what happened to..." camp, and had my general curiosity satisfied about how everyone turned out. Of the roughly 50 people who turned up, most were married, some were divorced, many had kids but not all. Several people were, like me, doing a masters degree of one kind or another. In short, results you might expect from a random group of people if you were to do a study.

Kierkegaard said "Life must be understood backwards; but... it must be lived forward."

What surprised me the most was how far some people had come to attend. From Vancouver, it's a plausible trip, but people had come from various cities in Alberta and as far away as Saskatchewan.

Of course, despite being 20 years older, everyone kept saying, as they recognized yet another face "You haven't changed a bit!"

That's why we go to reunions. Because for just a brief slice of time, we get to revisit the fork in the road...