Reunion, part 1

The 45th reunion of the Enka High School class of '65 is now history, or at last part of it is.  There'll be a gathering at 2:00 this afternoon at Lake Julian, at which I hope to get some good pictures.  I was very negligent on that front last night, just because I was having so much fun!

The committee did a splendid job!  The venue was the Country Club of Asheville, thanks to manager, Gary Warren, and the efforts of many classmates over several months.  The food was Excellent!  The best I've ever had a a large event-over 100 people.  Dinner was fillet Mignon, braised pork, shrimp, asparagus, mixed vegetables and wine, courtesy of our host. 

Gail Setzer Cyr and Gary Warren

Charles Roberts, committee chair, opened the event with a stroll down memory lane.  He was followed by Leon Stewart with some very funny remarks and a benediction.  What talented people our class had! 

After dinner we were treated to music from the 60's and dancing.  It was the first time I had danced in quite a while and though a little rusty, I managed to creak my way through a few.  On returning from a rest break, I walked into an all female line dance and joined right in.  My good buddy George Holcombe remarked that he turned his head for 5 minutes to find me dancing with every woman in the place.  It was great fun!

One classmate had lost her husband in January and we experienced some instant empathy.  Another had just moved from New Jersey to Statesville and we enjoyed some good conversation and few dances.  Of course more of our classmates had passed on, bringing a few sad moments.  Overall, though, the mood was very festive and fun loving. 

It was so good to see everyone and I became even more convinced that Asheville will be my summer home.  There are so many good people and good memories here for me.  It still feels like home.  Our high school principal, Hugh Tomberlin, always said "you can't go home again."  It many ways, he was right.  But in other ways, we can revisit those memories that make a place a home. 

And finally, I caught my good friend Brenda Kay stealing a bite of my dessert.  It's better than having her eat my lunch!