Off the Mark by Mark Parisi for April 21, 2023

Where’s the red tie?

well, it’s only been five years…

and they’re your teachers

Went to my 25, hated it. 50th is coming up Might as well go, I guess……………

… as your parents did back then.

Went to my father’s 50th with my father. He sent me in first. They nearly had a heart attack. They thought he had not aged.

…but, I can tell them all apart!

Went to a reunion and this guy comes up to me and covers his name tag, and says, guess who? I said I don’t know and walked away….LOL

My first grade teacher recognized me at a restaurant. I was already over 50 then.

Went to my 50th HS Class reunion… couldn’t figure out who all the old people were %

“As each other?”

Recognizable, mostly.

I have to confess, if I went to any of my class reunions, I wouldn’t recognize any of them, even the couple that I hung around with.

I still remember names and faces. I don´t always remember wich name goes with wich face.

The closest I ever got to going to a class reunion was the night of the 5th high school reunion. Instead, I was at the going away party of a college friend, who was leaving for further studies in Europe. Turned out I knew a handful of mutual friends from high school. None of us really cared about the reunion.

Never been to any high school reunion. (This June will be 36 years.) Most of them wouldn’t give me the time of day in school so why would I want to go back and see them again.