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When I started this post I had to think back as to when I had last posted.  It was a few days before I went into heart surgery and although I have not re-read the post(yet…I will after I complete this blog post) I think I was very tired when I wrote it.  Of that I am almost positive because it seems to have been the subject of most of my complaints the last year or so at the very least and almost three years if we count the cancer treatments.

Boy,  what a turn of events.  I have five days of my life that I cannot account for.  Five days of rather life changing experiences of which I will never know.  I don’t get to experience the pain of the saw cutting into my  chest.   Not unlike the moose hunts of Alaska’s interior on the banks of the Koyukuk river in years past.  The doctors used an electric saw.  I used a hatchet and a hammer.  Both were quite effective.  I am glad my doctors choose the electric saw.  Hammer and hatchet would be a little messy.

Before I had surgery I was planning on attending my 40 year high school re-union.  After my heart operation I knew that I had to attend my forty year  re-union.  I had been given a second chance and I must  take advantage of this opportunity to relive past times and past friends.  Well,  I can say that the re-union was a wonderful evening of conversation, hugs, and laughter.  I shook hands with every one.  I was happy to see every one.  I think every one attending had a wonderful time.  I am sorry that many were unable to attend because of previous commitments.  Class of 1970 mark your calendar in the year 2015 same time and same place.  It was voted on and approved.  I look forward to it and I confess I most likely will have a little hand in it because my life long friend, Ruth Johnson,  volunteer to help coordinate the next reunion.  Hopefully she will do it all on her own but I am stating now that I am willing to help.  All you have to do is assign me a task.

I think … after I had a lot of time to consider the evening of the reunion the item that I lamented on the longest were the people that were not there.  I thought of the people who had made previous commitments.  I thought of the people that could not attend because of work commitments.  I thought of the people that had more important things to do.  Some of those important things would be living and making it.

Then there are those that attended despite the fact that life had not been kind.  We all have our stories.  I was saddened to hear of Arnie Van Voorst and his wife and the flood damage that they had sustained recently.  Not one mention came out of Arnie.  He was all smiles and laughs.  He always did have my respect because he was smarter than me.  I knew the first year that they moved to Inwood that Arnie was smart.  IT would appear that he is a hard worker as well.  He looked so healthy and happy.  I am glad for I would want it no other way.

I could go on and on about everyone I talked with on our forty year high school re-union.  I could possibly return to this subject again and again for my blog purposes.  One thing I do know is that the longer I wait the better the story will become.  I have always been one for a good story.

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