Ken,
I had that happen to me, also. For me, being a cheerleader meant that I sort of belonged to my classmates - all grade levels. I was pretty much a loner and did my own thing at school, but I always took time for anyone who wanted to talk to me and I befriended many. I wasn't stuck up like so many Pep Club Rah Rah people can be. I didn't think I was better than anyone.
So at my reunion, I was surprised to be approached by so many people I had shared classes with or may have spent some time with. These classmates wanted to introduce me to their spouses and talk about things we had shared in high school. I had no idea back in high school that I had impacted so many people. It sort of just blew me away that these classmates had made a special effort to seek me out during the reunion to talk to me. Most were classmates I barely knew, but they were so delighted to be able to talk to me.
It was a really strange feeling. It really made me think about how what we do and how we treat people on a daily basis impacts other people's lives and their perception of us.
I sort of felt like "Queen for a Day" even though it was night. It was sort of like Sally Field when she got her Oscar, "You like me. You REALLY like me!" Well, I didn't say that or think that while at the reunion. But reflecting back, it really moved me.
I even remember my now
Hunka Hunka Burnin' Love seeking me out to introduce his then wife to me. Because he lusted for me.......
20 years later he sends me an email, "Hi, remember me?" Did I ever. Turns out we had a crush on each other our Junior Year when we were partners in Spanish Class. We have evidence of our mutual crushes from reading what we wrote in each other's yearbook that year. Neither of us acted on our crush, which was probably a good thing. But we acted on it now!
So, 7-1/2 years after he sent that email, we are still together and have been engaged for about 6 years. If we am lucky, we will never marry. Or marry and live apart. Or, go for the gusto and get married and live together. Oh dear. But he has to cook because I don't. My job is to "distract" him while he is cooking. I can do that. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
Sometimes reunions can be good.....look hot and the guy who had a crush on you never forgets you and tracks you down 20 years later.
He is the reason I am a member of BF. I came here to find him a knife for our first Christmas 2000. Got him one, too. Liked it so well here that I stuck around. He still loves his knife and uses it all the time. It was a Benchmade something or other. He will always be my HHBL. And I will always be his "Juana."
Judy