Grandpa's 50th HIgh School Reunion

This weekend my dad came to visit us for his 50th high school reunion. (This is his home town and in fact our nest was the home he grew up in). He was a bit reluctant to do this weekend of socializing and mixers, but he ended up having a great time. At the main event he was able to sit at a table with his good buddies and they all had stories of adventure and danger that took them well into the night. Dad came home with a glow in his cheeks and a twinkle in his eye.


That got me thinking. What can I learn from this? After all time is flying and I will be at this point in life in a mere 27 years. What matters? Very few people were discussing their accomplishments and I don't think appearances mattered. From what I could see: family matters (both in memories of parents and the "new" families of spouse and offspring), adventures matter, friendships matter and (lets not forget) good knees and hips matter.

Grandpa and Laurel at a reunion picnic