BACK TO THE '70s -- FOR ONE NIGHT
The year was 1977. Jimmy Carter took office. Our beloved Union County Patriots basketball team won the Connersville sectional after several years of heartbreakingly-close title runs.
"Star Wars" was the buzz, and Elvis died. Rod Stewart told us that “Tonight’s the Night” and Andy Gibb crooned “I Just Want to Be Your Everything.”
For 130 or so kids from Liberty, Indiana – and Brownsville, Philomath, Dunlapsville, College Corner, Kitchel and Cottage Grove – it was senior year.
I had gone to school with many of these kids from day one. My zany best friend all through school days, Cheryl Rodenburg, was that from kindergarten on. But I remember them all, and thanks to social media, get to see a good many of them live out their lives. Or at least casually grab a glimpse at their family picnics, see their adorable grandkids, or where they went on vacations.
This is who we were.
Maybe because of the way social media brings so many of us together, that’s why the 40th class reunion didn’t seem all big and scary, somehow, as did the 25th when many of us weren’t plugged into each other’s lives.
Last night was the night, as several of our local gals who had the good fortune to remain in our home county, had worked to plan the reunion. They spent hours and hours pulling it all together as the centerpieces featured hand-cut pictures of us all. They created a touching framed memorial to the seven of us who have passed on.
They awarded door prizes and did so much more to make it a lovely evening for everyone. The former Lynn Stanley won the J’s certificates – and to my surprise passed them on to me. We had just been discussing the iconic restaurant and hangout. I’ve often said if even today I sat in J’s for an hour during a busy lunch hour, I’d see every person I have ever known pass before my eyes. An exaggeration, of course, but hey, now I have a new reason to visit – free food.
We gathered at The Castle in Connersville, some 50-plus of us, including spouses or friends.
For just an evening, an evening that went by too fast, amid talk of how we should do this more often, we all felt oddly at home again, I think, in a way that only growing up together can make a person feel.
When we meet again, it will likely be for our 50th. Sigh.
But for one lovely night, we were back in the 70s. Not a bad place to be, for sure.
Tana Johnston Blair
8/20/2017 11:50:43 am
Thanks Donna. What a nice story to sum up our night. Glad you and Bryan could make it.
8/21/2017 02:44:11 pm
Lovely time with our classmates. Thank you for everything.
8/20/2017 05:13:43 pm
Thanks Donna. A very nice article. It was a fun night. I loved seeing everyone again!
8/21/2017 02:46:11 pm
Thanks Pam. I'm in awe at some of our classmates: Abe adopting kids from India, Dale such an encourager on his journey, Jeff as founder of the drug treatment center. We were blessed with wonderful classmates and a great place to grow up.
8/20/2017 06:30:05 pm
Thanks Donna very nice article. So nice to see you and my favorite high school teacher. Hope to see you again soon.
8/21/2017 02:46:50 pm
Awww ... I'll tell him you said so. He's my fave too!
9/1/2017 09:01:43 am
We always have the "good old days" in common when it comes to classmates. It's fun to catch up after 40 years.
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