This past weekend I attended my class reunion of '76 from Winthrop University. Although I didn't know any of the other class members who attended, they were quick to accept and include me in the group. We had a great evening on Friday and then Saturday Morning our class had a group picture made. I was amazed at how relaxed I was during the weekend and how well it all went. I did explain and tell a few people the "Rest of the Story" as it used to be and they all seemed as it didn't matter. I don't know how much they continued to 'talk' after I left saturday night, but the next morning all were very cordial and social with me.
During those 2 years I was in grad school with the music department I was quite busy, enough that I didn't interact with other school activities. I at least want to thank Margaret for making great memories and letting me have a great time during the weekend.
As always, I try to return to my house I lived in when we visit places that I lived; and again I couldn't find the house. Everything has changed soo much over the last 35 years. However, when we took a short trip to the church were I was the Choir Director those many years ago, it was still there; and we drove by the house where my friends live; just up the road from the church.