|Kathy put it all together|
The school was in the final stages of completion in the year I was a freshmen. That would be 1967-1968. Miniskirts, Beatles and big hair. So we platooned at Riverdale, the only other girl's high school in Metairie at the time. Metairie was a growing suburb of New Orleans and the up and coming families were moving out in the Parish. That meant Jefferson Parish. My grandmother was not so happy.
|Novella was class president|
|Forgot to get picture before eating|
|House was incredible|
|Mary Beth owns the house|
|Me and Velvet the witch|
But Velvet was a witch and Cathy dated then married my Godfather's son and Terry lived within walking distance and Diane lived within biking distance and sometimes my mother could wake up out of her little purple pill stupor and drive me to Cindy's for a while.
I saw Velvet and Cathy at the reunion. It really was great seeing them after so many years. Velvet is still a witch, Cathy has divorced my god-brother and has her own boat dock. I recognized a lot of names of girls, and we all sort of recognized each other with 40 years of age. Some girls still looked like they did in high school, just older. Others aged well and were young looking. Still others lived through some tough times and looked way older than they should have.
One inspiring story was Nancy. She was living in New Orleans still when Katrina hit. And she was undergoing cancer treatments. When the levee broke and her home was 6 feet under water for weeks, she was evacuated as a special medical need because her treatment needed to be continued. She ended up in Vanderbilt Univ Hospital in TN. She and her husband no longer had jobs. She had no access to her money because the New Orleans and Gulf Coast based banks were flooded and not working. And she was sick.
She talks about the generosity of the people in whose midst she landed. They gave her family food, a place to live, medical treatment and care, clothes to wear. They wrapped their arms around her family and helped them survive. She never left Nashville.
Can you imagine going through that?
I enjoyed it. Same as the 30th, still didn't have any great revelations that high school was better than I thought. But I am glad I went, to see Velvet and Cathy and to hear Nancy's story. That was worth the drive.