You may not know me, but if you went to Gilford High school in 1986, I graduated with you. I went to Gilford for two years, arriving from a Catholic high school for girls in Lowell, Massachusetts that was mostly for juvenile delinquents, pregnant fourteen-year-olds, and future nuns. As you might imagine, Gilford was a refreshing change of pace. I was there long enough to make friends but no enemies, and so you will be happy to know that this blog will contain no score-settling of any kind. If anyone has any score-settling to do, feel free to make liberal use of the "comment" section.
I am helping to plan the reunion, not just because it is fun to plan parties and to reconnect with old friends, but also because reunions provide a socially sanctioned outlet for nostalgia, and I am a sucker for that--even if I'm hearing stories that had nothing to do with me. Maybe it's about looking for answers about larger questions (what determines the directions our lives take? could we have foreseen this?) or maybe it's just that many movies, TV shows, and books that deal with reunions or high school nostalgia are both funny and sad, and really do resonate, even for those of us who like to feel that we are beyond all that.
I see this blog as a chance to chronicle the planning process, to write about this reunion in specific and the idea of reunions more generally, and to invite everyone who has the chance or desire to read it to join in.
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