It was nice to see my classmates from our small town, 50 years after we graduated from high school. Some of them were easy to recognize, others not so much. It was nice to see how some of the shrinking violets blossomed into self-confident ladies and gentlemen. Most everyone did not look as old as we are, but that's through my eyes. There was one guy on oxygen, and he probably won't make it to the 60th reunion, but the rest of us - we won't have changed a bit. Hah!