The main purpose of my trip home was to attend a good friend’s wedding on the 20th. With a great wedding, comes a wicked party and to us Berkshire kids, it means a reunion. There is a bunch of us that have all known each other since we were 5 (or younger), and I think it’s safe to say we’re all family to one another. When we get together, it’s like nothing has changed, we just pick up where we’ve left off, no matter how long it’s been. We had great parents, a great upbringing and now we all have a pretty good head on our shoulders.
We did a lot of remiscining. Someone said that we were spoiled growing up, even though we didn’t know it at the time. We weren’t spoiled with being able to have every toy you wanted, or the newest pair of shoes or most expensive clothes. We grew up with a great surrounding, we all played sports, small town, small classes, good friends. We had what we needed. The majority of us went to college, joined the military and have set up a good foundation for ourselves. We were taught that you have to work hard to get what you want. Comparatively, when we look at the other classes that we went to school with, we were the cream of the crop. Teachers loved us.
I guess you get to know each other pretty well when there’s only about 26 graduates in your high school class (even though knowing everyone’s business isn’t always a good thing), in the end it’s something that not everyone can say they’ve experienced but I feel pretty darn blessed to be part of it.
