This weekend was my high school class reunion. Forty years, WOW, it really is hard to believe I have been out of high school that long. I so enjoyed getting to see some of my classmates I had not seen in at least thirty years. (we did have a reunion in '81). They all looked pretty good, and as my grandfather used to say, " it is hard to be pretty and good"
We went to North Gwinnett, toured the school and my oh my! How it has changed. I realized as we were planning it, we were just the eleventh class to graduate from that school. It was started in 1959. That was the year most of us started to school in first grade then. We did not go to Kindergarten and we went to eighth grade at North. We actually stayed at our Elementary schools through seventh grade.
My classmates were all so gracious, and I am so grateful for the opportunity to reconnect. My only regret is that I did not have more time to talk to each person and catch up. Four hours just was not long enough. What a really classy bunch of people I had the privilege to go to school with. I came away renewed in the realization of how God truly works all things according to His Purpose. Everyone I talked to inspired me to excellence, not perfection, but excellence.

There were many I would have liked to have seen, but for whatever reason they were not able to come. I can only hope that the life choices made have been fulfilled for the betterment of ourselves and our society.

Our Alma Mater says: Hail to thee our Alma Mater, North Gwinnett High School. She stands on faith and love and honor, waving colors true. May we always love her glory, never to forget, all the friends we made and loved at dear ole North Gwinnett.

I don't think I can forget these friends, some we went all twelve grades together and others just five. Unlike a school with one community, we were made up of three communities.
I, for one am grateful for the experience.
Just keeping track...