Cyprus High School
Class of 1968
In September I went to my 40 year class reunion. I was a little scared and not sure what to expect. Before the reunion I started to contact some high school friends to see if they were going. I reverted back to the teenage mentality – I was afraid to be labeled a “loner”. It was fun to hear from old friends – some were going to the reunion and some were not.
When I visit Salt Lake City, I try to visit the friends I grew up with – Cheryl Tuckey, Debbie Backman Jenson and Sue (Susan) Ungerer Rice. We started this a few years ago and it is a pure joy to get together with them. They helped me when I was growing up, they were my friends. It is a joy to see the women they have become and the talents they have developed. Each of my friends has their problems and sorrows, but they keep on growing and learning. With Christmas approaching one of my favorite memories is rushing over to their homes to see what they got for Christmas. Sometimes I would not even wait to put on my shoes. In the winter our dads would hook our sleds on the back of the cars and pull us up and down the street. Cheryl, Debbie, Sue and I shared secrets and dreams together.
Susan and Linda with Linda’s cousin Ra Chele
Class of 1968
In September I went to my 40 year class reunion. I was a little scared and not sure what to expect. Before the reunion I started to contact some high school friends to see if they were going. I reverted back to the teenage mentality – I was afraid to be labeled a “loner”. It was fun to hear from old friends – some were going to the reunion and some were not.
When I visit Salt Lake City, I try to visit the friends I grew up with – Cheryl Tuckey, Debbie Backman Jenson and Sue (Susan) Ungerer Rice. We started this a few years ago and it is a pure joy to get together with them. They helped me when I was growing up, they were my friends. It is a joy to see the women they have become and the talents they have developed. Each of my friends has their problems and sorrows, but they keep on growing and learning. With Christmas approaching one of my favorite memories is rushing over to their homes to see what they got for Christmas. Sometimes I would not even wait to put on my shoes. In the winter our dads would hook our sleds on the back of the cars and pull us up and down the street. Cheryl, Debbie, Sue and I shared secrets and dreams together.
Susan and Linda with Linda’s cousin Ra Chele
Debbie, Sue, Linda and Cheryl about 2006
The gang - Cheryl, Linda, Sue and Debbie - September 2008 (a very windy day)
I worried and worried about my reunion -- What would people think of me? Would they think I was a loser? Would anyone want to talk to me? How would I measure up to them? Would I find a friendly face? Would anyone talk to me?
All my fears were silly. It was wonderful seeing old friends and class mates. Each person was friendly and kind to me. High school can be a tough time in you life, I was fortunate to have friend that accepted me. Acceptance is an important part of high school.
This is just one picture from my reunion, you can see us all smiling. My face hurt from smiling so much.
All my fears were silly. It was wonderful seeing old friends and class mates. Each person was friendly and kind to me. High school can be a tough time in you life, I was fortunate to have friend that accepted me. Acceptance is an important part of high school.
This is just one picture from my reunion, you can see us all smiling. My face hurt from smiling so much.
1 comment:
You are strange, but never a loner. Your smile is always inviting and comforting. (You should smile more.) It sounds like you had a great time at the reunion.
I LOVE the pictures of you as a kid.
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