scarygirl wrote:I don't know how many of you are age 40 or past or at the 20 years past H.S. mark, but does it ever seem odd to you that it has really been 20 years since H.S? That you we are now the GROWN-UPS? That we are now our parents? It is just my memory is so vivid of those days. Time seemed to go on forever back then.
I graduated in '81 and even though the math proves it's been 32 years, I still can't get my head around it. Part of me just flat out refuses to accept that that much time has past which equates that 32 years of my life have passed and I don't feel I got my money's worth. The other part of me has a hard time grasping the reality of it simply because, like you mentioned, I still remember those days vividly as if they could have happened recently. Time did seem to go by much more slowly back then. Memories of even trivial, normal everyday happenings are vivid and bright and those non-events appear in my memory to have taken much longer to "happen" when compared to even the biggest events in my life thus far.
I find myself getting nostalgic more often lately and think about those days fondly. Isn't it strange how we look back on those days and remember that time as being so much simpler and how important and dear we still hold them yet to hear our parents, church leaders and government officials tell it, we were all going to Hell and all of them were scared for the future of our country when they thought about the fact that WE were going to be running it one day.
scarygirl wrote: I am just having a hard time grasping that all of us got OLD, that the past is done. In a strange way, for me H.S. was kind of like a movie. I thought I'd flip it on and they would all still be there.
And you just hit home with me on that part of your post. When I look at the pictures of former classmates or when I would see them at the reunions I actually attended, I saw people way older than I thought they should look. And now, after 30+ years, those people look exactly like the people of my parents' generation did when I was a kid. When I think about various events or times I spent with those people, the way we looked at the time is frozen in our memories never allowing anyone to age or change. The weird part is that when I look at myself in the mirror, with the exception of a few pounds...... Ok, let's be honest.... 50 lbs., I still think I look pretty much the same as I did back then but I know I've aged just as much as those people I find so old looking. It's weird and difficult to properly explain so I'll move on.
scarygirl wrote:I guess the real truth is, they all changed, but I didn't.
Sums up how I feel precisely! One thing that keeps those awesome years alive and important inside us is the music fromthat generation. From OUR generation. Man what a special and amazing time it was musically! I often wonder if when our kids step into the places in life we currently occupy, what will they have to hang onto from their high school years. It certainly isn't the music or the "musicians"! We're still listening to and enjoying the music that we did 20, 25, 30 years ago and still loving it just as much. Today's kids don't listen to music that's a month old. Every song that comes out it seems is just a place holder for the one that will replace it within a week or so and then its thrown onto the heap with all the other unimportant, uninspiring, talentless garbage that has gone before it. The music of our generation plays such a vital and key role in our memories and the events that occurred in our lives. I can't imagine how differently those images would be if music wasn't a part of them.
Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2013 12:44 pm
