Posted on 05/17/2014 5:18:03 PM PDT by windcliff
Facebook killed my high school reunion .
In a way, the high school reunion is as unashamedly American as apple pie and Chevrolet. Go on — ask your parents if they had one. I’d wager that the majority of them would say that they did, and in fact, they probably retain quite a few memories. Someone was shockingly large; someone was stunningly beautiful; someone had completely fallen off of the wagon. The high school reunion’s primary allure was the possibility — nay, the probability — of a few shockers, coupled with the underlying desire to show up and impress the folks who ragged on you with devilish persistence back in the day. Seeing anyone, let alone someone you once spent a great deal of time with, after a decade of absence is sure to be an interesting occasion.
Unfortunately for this generation, such a spectacle is nearly impossible to still find.
For as wonderful as Facebook is at keeping us connected to souls we’d otherwise lose contact with, it also removes the allure of “catching up.” For friends who refresh the site as frequently as the majority of users, it’s fairly easy to keep track of highlights from all of your friends’ lives. Facebook has made it impossible to see a connected friend 10 years later and feel as if any time has passed. Some would argue that’s a boon, but it single-handedly destroyed my high school reunion.
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Now you need not wait 10, 25, and 50 years to indulge in narcissism; you can be narcissistic 24/7, thanks Facebook!
I just realized next year will be our 50th High School anniversary.
Several years ago they had a multi-year reunion. Someone asked me why I didn’t attend. The answer was that I did not even know about it.
If I recall correctly, there were 927 students in my high-school graduating class.
I can count on the fingers of one hand the ones I would have any interest at all in ever seeing again.
"3:22 am. In the bathroom dry heaving after partying!"
What’s ‘Facebook’?
Funny, Facebook enabled mine.
And a couple more personal reunions as well.
True, and I would need several hands and feet to count who I wouldn’t want to see again.
My 30th would be this year. Don’t know if they’re having one or not but I’m not interested.
That's half the reason I dumped my Facebook account. I had a hundred Facebook "friends" that I went to high school with and then I realized I wasn't even friends with them in high school.
I would need a centipede or two.
People asked me why I didn’t attend my HS reunions. My answer was “Why would I want to go see a bunch of people I couldn’t wait to get away from to begin with?”
A bunch of my high school classmates (1980) wanted to friend me. Answer: Friend all the girls, don’t friend the guys.
I would like to see a few of my old friends. Our graduating class was 160 I think.
A few years ago, I ran into an old classmate at the county fair. I had just moved back to the area and she caught me up on a few. She had married one of the better athletes and he was retired as one of the coaches.
We ended up talking about our grandchildren. I will say she had kept her looks about as well as anyone.
That is the fault of the folks this author went to school with. Facebook didn’t do anything. I kept in touch with my friends from high school afterwards. We still have reunions so we can get together and tell lies to each other, laugh, comment on how lucky we all are to still be living, remember those who are gone, and just reconnect with a real live human being.
If this author’s group is so shallow that a page on a computer is all they need to feel like they are connected I feel sorry for them.
Poor guy, sniff, sniff...
I only live about 30 miles from where I live now and still get out there 4 or 5 times per year. Most of my high school friends are still around.
First world problems.
Bingo, it can't hurt.
I feel sorry for you. There are several dozen of us who went to school together from kindergarten through high school, more yet who joined us in junior high, and still others in high school.
We are still close and enjoy each others company. The love and respect we have for each other is a wonderful thing.
My high school graduating class was 850 (in a high school of 3000 students). Just so you don’t get the idea that somehow we were a one roomer on the prairie . It was in a major metropolitan area.
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