By John Hubbuch
The 1967 Class of New Albany, Indiana High School held its 45th reunion on Saturday night. Alumni Marsha and John Hubbuch were in attendance. Weddings, funerals and reunions are good moments for looking back and taking stock.
The venue for the reunion was the former site of The New Albany Country Club. I reflected on the irony of having the reunion at a place where very few of us could have gone to back in the day when only the town's doctors and lawyers would have been members. The place was now a roadhouse cafe. The pool was in great disrepair resembling Love Canal.
At the sign in there was a macabre moment when we viewed the growing list of deceased class mates (sometimes known as the "dead list") now numbering arounf 60 out of a graduating class of 680. That seemed like a big number, but it was probably actuarially predictible. One bright note: in attendance was a classmate that Marsha and I had thought dead. Lazarus risen!
As at previous reunions Marsha and I avoided political discussion lest we branded socialists. The focus of prior reunions had shifted from jobs and houses to children to now retirement. It seemed like everyone was retired, thinking about retirement or wishing they could retire. There were lots of predictible comments about deteriorating physical appearance. Two men brought their considerably younger new wives to the event which was the subject of a number of sotto voce conversations. Comment fell into either criticism or envy largely on gender lines.
Marsha and I stayed until 1030PM, which was longer than usual, and evidenced the good time we had had. I think I like my classmates more as they age. Or maybe it was the two glasses of red wine. Regardless we plan on attending the big 5-0 reunion unless of course we wind up on the dead list.