The Class Reunion

THE CLASS REUNION

Every ten years, as summertime nears,
An announcement arrives in the mail,
A reunion is planned; it'll be really grand;
Make plans to attend without fail.

I'll never forget the first time we met;
We tried so hard to impress.
We drove fancy cars, smoked big cigars,
And wore our most elegant dress.

It was quite an affair; the whole class was there.
It was held at a fancy hotel.
We wined, and we dined, and we acted refined,
And everyone thought it was swell.

The men all conversed about who had been first
To achieve great fortune and fame.
Meanwhile, their spouses described their fine houses
And how beautiful their children became.

The homecoming queen, who once had been lean,
Now weighed in at one-ninety-six.
The jocks who were there had all lost their hair,
And the cheerleaders could no longer do kicks.

No one had heard about the class nerd
Who'd guided a spacecraft to the moon;
Or poor little Jane, who's always been plain;
She married a shipping tycoon.

The boy we'd decreed 'most apt to succeed'
Was serving ten years in the pen,
While the one voted 'least' now was a priest;
Just shows you can be wrong now and then.

They awarded a prize to one of the guys
Who seemed to have aged the least.
Another was given to the grad who had driven
The farthest to attend the feast.

They took a class picture, a curious mixture
Of beehives, crew cuts and wide ties.
Tall, short, or skinny, the style was the mini;
You never saw so many thighs.

At our next get-together, no one cared whether
They impressed their classmates or not.
The mood was informal, a whole lot more normal;
By this time we'd all gone to pot.

It was held out-of-doors, at the lake shores;
We ate hamburgers, coleslaw, and beans.
Then most of us lay around in the shade,
In our comfortable T-shirts and jeans.

By the fiftieth year, it was abundantly clear,
We were definitely over the hill.
Those who weren't dead had to crawl out of bed,
And be home in time for their pill.

And now I can't wait; they've set the date;
Our 55th is coming, I'm told.
It should be a ball, they've rented a hall
At the Shady Rest Home for the old.

Repairs have been made on my hearing aid;
My pacemaker's been turned up on high.
My wheelchair is oiled, and my teeth have been boiled;
And I've bought a new wig and glass eye.

I'm feeling quite hearty, and I'm ready to party
I'm gonna dance 'til dawn's early light.
It'll be lots of fun; But I just hope that there's one
Other person who can make it that night.

Author Unknown

International Space Station and Penny Postcards

Greetings..........

I am such a space nut so whenever I have a chance to see the International Space Station
fly by, I'm checking the heavens for it. If you are interested in the sighting times and dates
go to this website: www.nasa.gov On the left side of the page, look for "satellite sighting
information", click on it and follow the directions.

Here are a few dates and times:

Friday, July 10th 9:44 PM Going from W to NE
Friday, July 10th 11:23 PM Going from N to NE

Sat., July 11th 10:12 PM Going from NNW to NE
Sat., July 11th 11:48 PM Going from N to NE

Sun., July 12th 1.21 AM Going from NW to NW
Sun., July 12th 10:37 PM Going from N to NE

Penny Postcards
What did your town look like, according to Penny Postcards?
Check out your old stomping grounds, during the times of the penny postcard. The price was raised to 2 cents on January 1,1952. Click on the state and then on the county name to see old penny postcards from that area . . . pretty neat.
http://www.rootsweb.ancestry.com/~usgenweb/special/ppcs/ppcs.html

Have a great weekend and we'll chat next week.