Archive for May, 2014

50th Reunion Part 2

May 29, 2014

Vocations?  Amazing.   I met a state coordinator of a political party, roomed with an opera singer, hung around with a CPA, a psychologist-turned-photographer, a poet, a bridge champion, a medical researcher, a voice coach, an English teacher ….. you get the idea.  Parents and grandparents, of course.

We laughed until …. really late. We remembered the teachers (mostly great, occasionally not), classes, musical shows, and personal dramas that seemed so important fifty years ago.

I found that I am way more interested in other people’s stories than I used to be.  In fact, I couldn’t get enough.  Careers have developed, halted,  hit detours and flourished.  Political views have mellowed. Philanthropy abounds in small and large ways.

It was hard to say good-bye to friends with whom I go back so far.  The concept of cohort resonates as never before.  I don’t want to lose it.


The 50th Reunion: terror, challenge, fun and love

May 28, 2014

As a newly-inducted member of the Half-Century club at Oberlin College, I have returned home more than a little overwhelmed by change – change in a town, a college, all those classmates, and myself.

The tiny town of Oberlin, Ohio looks stunning.  In spectacular spring weather, the grass is greener, the trees are taller and shadier, the buildings more atmospheric than I had ever realized.  (Or is it me?)

Restaurants are way better, more diverse, and friendlier than they used to be.  (Or is it me?)

Music performances through the Oberlin Conservatory are still of the highest quality – there’s something that has not changed.

Dorm life has changed, as dorms are now coed and green.  There’s material there for another posting!

Classmates?  Hair (color and quantity), glasses, hearing aids – we’re all showing our age.  Thankfully, our name badges had senior class pictures, so it was common to stare and be stared at with that “who did you used to be?” look.

Reunions are daunting to contemplate, and I discovered that some people had come dreading discovering what people remembered about them.  I also learned that it isn’t your flaws that people remember, but your fun and passion for whatever it was at the time.

Stay tuned for more reflection on individual career paths that classmates have taken.  I’m still thinking about that!