Contemplating 85

My new free lance venture in news journaling took me to the Crescent City Library. I was there to take pictures of a class of 2941, 1942, and 1943 high school reunion. These reunions had been happening since 1984. There were twelve alumni and six others who were either spouse or companion, one woman travelled from California with her daughter. These Crescent City High School graduates had gone to school together for the entire 12 years. They are approximately 85 years old. The reunion lasted three hours, included lunch, picture taking, and a word from each person present, including me. Someone had kept the history of these reunions in albums dating back to graduation.


What struck me about the gathering was the incredible energy in the room. Every one of us was a welcome addition to the gathering. No one was in a hurry to go home. No one was sitting off alone.

One man said, “I got here because I might not be able to again.”

Everyone was gracious. Everyone was interested in what everyone else was doing.  Everyone was happy to be there. They laughed a lot and the memories they shared were rich with wisdom.

Such wisdom as this apparently can only come with having lived so long. From listening to what everyone had to say and watching everyone, I learned that these folks have learned to value being alive, be grateful for community time, and to linger just awhile longer. No hurry now. Relishing the moments together here and now.

While contemplating diverse community, surely it includes the children, youth, and elders.

What are we waiting for?
Shall we dance?