The day is long and warm… the breeze is gently blowing through the trees… and the sounds of laughter, conversations, and excited screams flow through the parking lot as I step out of my car in the “secret parking lot” behind the Deluxe Brewery. I take a deep breath, grab my camera, and head to the entrance. My anxiety is running high as I step inside… the thought of so many people is getting to me. I am greeted by familiar, friendly faces and hugs. My awkward and nervous conversation starts keying down to a tolerable level almost immediately as I find my name tag and see a few of my friends that I see on a fairly regular basis. After a few minutes, I find my way over to the bar and get myself a tasty adult beverage to calm my nerves. Breathe…. Ah, delicious.
I look around and realize that there is no one taking photos of our event. I was originally just going to take a few, but hey, I brought the only camera! I’m so glad I did! Not only was I able to take photos of everyone (I think), I got to give myself a task that takes me out of my comfort zone. I did things I wouldn’t normally do without a camera attached to me… I talked to just about everyone there… Hell, I stood on a tall table and took pictures until the staff told me get down. HA!
I saw people that I went to school with since the first grade. I was curious how many would be there from way back then. Actually, I was curious how many would be there from my entire graduating class. I wish more could have come, but, it was really loud in the building with all the talking going on. Imagine if it were six to seven times the amount of people!
My circle of friends in school was pretty small. I was so shy that I didn’t talk to most people unless it was absolutely necessary. I recognize the faces and the names though! It was incredibly magical to me. Thirty years later, and all the social walls have fallen. Everyone is happy to talk to everyone else… genuinely asking how they are, what they’ve been doing, and where they live. The majority of us wore name tags with our yearbook photo on them. Some people looked so different that I did a double take when I looked at their name tag. Others really hadn’t changed at all. It was pretty mind blowing. I had only planned on staying for about two hours. I ended up staying for an extra hour and a half. I had an amazing time.
It was so nice to all the smiling faces…. all the bright eyes, laughter, and intense conversations. It has been 30 years since I have seen the majority of these people, but at least for one night, we were all long lost friends. Thank you my fellow bulldogs for a delightful evening!
HAIL WEST ALBANY HIGH!