I was back home in rural Iowa on Saturday to attend a reunion for my high school class. It has been 40 years since we graduated from Kingsley-Pierson High School. It would have been a great situation for one of those long term memory tests. You are supposed to be pretty good at remembering imagery (pictures), but not verbal information. I turned out not that good at remembering either – few names and many could have been random individuals plucked from the streets. It don’t think it is that my mind has slipped that much in 40 years, it is that folks look a little different now. More mature I guess.
Thinking back, it was my impression that when we left high school most of us intended to be teachers/coaches or farmers. This would include me I guess. Farming turned out not to be a great choice and only a few of those who tried were able to make a career of it. So much for the family farm. A few more did enter education, but for most of us the future was not exactly what we had imagined.
I was surprised to encounter so many retired classmates. I know that retirement is out there on the horizon, but I have only begun to accept this reality. Most of those who are already retired seemed pleased with their new life and this was reassuring.
So – here is to my classmates (and significant others) and the KP class of 1967.
I do continue to spend time in Iowa, but I drove more back roads on this trip and saw some changes. I have viewed the wind generators in the fields before, but the numbers seem to be increasing. I wonder why this option is not being pursued more aggressively in my new home state.
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