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I’m in Ann Arbor for 24 hours to attend my 15 year high school reunion. Honest question of the day: Would I be going if a) I hadn’t been nearby and b) I didn’t feel like I’d made something of myself over the last 15 years?
Honest answer: Probably not.
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Just as long as you didn’t return to Michigan for your high school reunion for the same reason John Cusack did in “Grosse Pointe Blank”!
Just as long as you didn’t return to Michigan for your high school reunion for the same reason John Cusack did in “Grosse Pointe Blank”!
I think you went to see people…
Someone told me that people should only go to high school reunions if they have “made it.” But everyone has a different idea of what that is. And in the end, isn’t it just to satisfy curiosity and to rekindle old friendships? Either way, I hope you had a good time!
I think you went to see people…
Someone told me that people should only go to high school reunions if they have “made it.” But everyone has a different idea of what that is. And in the end, isn’t it just to satisfy curiosity and to rekindle old friendships? Either way, I hope you had a good time!
A lovely time.
A lovely time.