Tonight I went to Jeanne's 50th high school reunion. It was nice. I watched all the old classmates greeting each other, took lots of pictures, listened to conversations, had a great meal to eat, (too much) and felt quite comfortable.

Then we danced. They had hired a good band which played a lot of soft, easy music from the late 50's and early 60's, and it was fun. At first only a few got up, but as the night wore on more and more got on the dance floor. Then the "old feeling" got to people who began to jump around and it was wonderful to see - 70 year olds dancing like they were in "Footloose."

I watched a group on the floor dancing, and for a few seconds I saw what used to be - not old people talking about being old, but energized people being themselves. It really sucks as to what age does to us, but it is beautiful to have all our memories, and it warms the heart when the pictures of years goine by press into the present and we see love again - the love of youth and sharing - community and spirit. As Martha would say - "It is a good thing," and for tonight it was. So I conclude by quoting Cyndi's lisence plate - "Thankugod" for this night