I went to 1 of our reunions....i believe it was the 10th....anyway, while in school, we had a small class, and everyone was in a "click" as i call it....and rarely did anyone talk to anyone except for those 3 or 4 ppl in their click...it was hard for me cuz I liked talking to anyone or would hang out with anyone. Anyway, I thought after 10 yrs, maybe they would change or grow up...NOT!!!!! I was there for 10 minutes, walked over to talk to someone, and she saw i was coming and turned her back! I got my stuff, said goodbye to my friends, and left. The next time I got an invite, I returned it with a note explaining why I wouldnt be there and to not send me another one cuz I wouldnt go anyway...anyone I want to see, I already make time for! It is so sad when ppl are like that! http://debfrompa.proboards.com/index.cgi?/

I am like Marilyn. I don't do dress up. I own one pair of gray pants but they are probably too big for me now since I lost a bit of weight since last year. I'm overweight,over 60, wear jeans and mens t shirts. Still get hit on all the time. Like Emma said, it's attitude. I walk into a room like I own it. Using Poor posture and stance is the most aging thing one can do. I learned my lesson years ago at an awards ceremony for a scout thing. I was in my late 30's. After shopping most of the afternoon I was practically in tears. I hate most women's fashion. I am short and they make me look old and frumpy. Don't even get me started ranting about those stupid looking hobbit pants. LOL So DH said to wear what I wanted and I did. I went in clean newish (not faded) jeans and a nice sweat shirt which were in style back then. When we got there there we a sat down at an empty table. Later all these men came in and sat with up. The whole room was either in uniform or dressed up. The women were all in dresses and jewelry and such. Guess who had the best time? ME!!! We talked sports, autos and guy stuff. I think had I been dressed girly they would have been more subdued. The guy next to me was tipsy and hilarious. Turned out the guys at our table were all the national head honchos. They had been partying earlier. Now had I worn a dress or dressy clothes I would have been so uncomfortable I would have been evil. My personality changes for the worse as the layers of "feminine" clothing go on. So I have learned to stay in my comfort zone. The heck with what others think. The church thing? How nice of those women to judge. Bless their brittle little hearts.

Alisande, I read your article and have to admit that tears were running down my face about halfway through it. And now my throat has that stabbing pain from trying not to cry. It was such a beautiful story and you told it so well I almost feel like I was there. I hope you can go to the one coming up and write about it again. Reunions are such nostalgic events and a lot of fun, too.

Great story, wonder how much of this happens at the reunion each year as we share our stories.