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Carol Perkins: MCHS Class of 1964 reunion

The reunion wasn't about measuring successes, it was about memories.
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By Carol Perkins

Fifty years ago I graduated with forty eight other young and clueless boys and girls from Metcalfe County High School.

Last Saturday night I celebrated those years with twenty eight of my classmates and their guests at the first class reunion we have had in twenty-five years.


Basically, everyone had been doing the same

I wanted to ask each one what he or she had been doing the last fifty years, but I knew the answer. Basically, we all have been doing the same.

Right out of high school, many went straight to work. Other went to college or some other type of school. Some joined the military before the draft while others were drafted. This was a time when boys were plucked out of college and right off the assembly line to serve in Vietnam.

In our class we had several who served more than one tour in Vietnam and other places around the world. Those who served were recognized and told a little about where they went and how long they served.

Many had married their high school sweethearts

Among our classmates, many married our high school sweethearts. Among those who did, most of them are still married. Although Guy and I are the only ones from the same class who married, many at the reunion married guys from classes ahead or girls from the classes below.

Many had actually had gotten married before graduating. It was not uncommon to marry young back then. Guy and I were twenty-one when we got married, but by then most of my classmates were already married.

In these fifty years we raised our families, bought homes, traded cars, went to little league games, joined the PTA (before it was PTO), and worked. Then we retired and started other careers or volunteer our services. The Class of '64 is still busy.

It was about memories. We never discussed our successes (or failures)

This class reunion was all about memories. We never discussed our successes (or failures) our children, our grandchildren, or our world travels (if we had any). In other words, there was no measuring stick to see who had fared better than the next. At this point we were just glad we still remembered each other and could recall special times and share them.

We laughed about Beta Club memories and our sponsors. We gave them credit for offering us the opportunity to showcase our talents in skits and programs.

We talked about when the tornado blew the end of the building (roof) off the gym during the district tournament, forcing my class to graduate from the OLD Edmonton High School gym.

We shared FFA and FHA memories and teachers who made an impact on our lives

We shared FFA and FHA memories and teachers who made such impact on our lives. The night was packed with pictures, sharing memories, and talking to those we hadn't seen in years.

Every class has lost its share of members and we are no different. There are nine of our classmates gone. We shared memories about each of these and displayed pictures of them with a candle beside each. Each had families they left behind.

We're all still seventeen at heart

As for young, most of us are still seventeen at heart. We can sing the songs of our era but don't know any modern ones.

We can recall the most popular movies of our times, but have no clue who some of the new stars are.

We remember when gas was a quarter; a gallon of milk a little over a dollar, and a Coke was a nickel.

We girls wore skirts and sweaters to school, teased our hair, and had slumber parties where we wore baby doll PJ's.

The only thing we smoked were cigarettes (we sneaked to do that) and very few drank anything other than a soda.

In our hearts, we are still those girls and boys
R In our hearts, we are still those girls and boys.

The decorations were gorgeous, the food good, and the company splendid. We will meet again in five years. I hope those years will be good to the Class of '64.


Carol Perkins, the writer of this popular CM Column, is an author, owner and operator of Main Street Screenprinting, 601 S. Main Street, Edmonton, KY, Phones 270-432-3152 and 270-670-4913 and is co-host of Susan (Susan Shirley Chambers) & Carol (Carol Sullivan Perkins) on 99.1 The Hoss, regularly live at 10amCT, each Tuesday. Watch CM Events for topics/guests on the show.


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