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In Memoriam they left too soon
Bobbi Schaad wrote and published the first (!) article about our 40-year Reunion at the Charlie Elliot Center. Many of your classmates were there, and they missed you!
Recently—and just in time for our 40-year Reunion—we found our long-lost comrade, Fred O. Bishop. You really have to read this to believe it!
For You! You need us and we need you—to be a part, again, of our little (former) high school community. These days, we are the “in”–crowd…especially with winter coming on…rapidly. So, set yourself up with our Web site (here); add some articles about yourself and yesteryear, and let us how to contact you. You won’t regret it!
- What A Reunion!
- Fred Bishop Found!
- Still Searching For You
Invitations are given, all soon accept.
The room quickly fills to capacity.
The music soon builds into a rapid dance beat.
A multitude of people awake and burst into activity.
The dance starts.
The thrashing of many bodies
Consumed with exuberant fire.
Carried along in passionate fervor.
Along the exotic path to emotional fulfillment.
The dance goes on.
Insane motions and deranged thoughts
Flow through their set-free minds.
Innate frustrations are relieved through physical exertion.
And normal inhibitions are shucked off; anything goes.
And the dance goes on.
Fertility rites and pagan dancing.
The supreme test of mans vitality
Is whether or not he will endure.
These ceremonies often involve pain.
And the dance goes on.
The music builds to a crescendo and fades out.
Applause rings its appreciation to the band.
Joe sinks into the remembrance and sorrow arises.
Souls come down to earth for another week.
We Want You!
But only if you’re one of our “lost sheep” and only—ONLY—in the purely Platonic, social-networking sense.
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