This was the first event of the NHS 35th high school reunion weekend. We gathered in the parking let nearest the main office on Ryerson Ave. to meet our tour guide extraordinairre. We saw the old senior lounge (no smoking anymore...), the cafeteria, the science wing, gymnasium (where we gathered for this photo), F level, auditorium, and the renovated library. There are now lifts on all the staircases leading to and from each level (ADA accessibility). There were a number of our classmates and friends honored on the NHS Wall of Fame outside the auditorium: Mark Cummins, Mark Avondolio, Patty Gray Redline, and George Morville to name a few. My initial impression of our class when we first met is that we are a LOUD group. Seeing all those vaguely familiar faces and reconnecting with friends in a slightly smaller setting to begin the weekend was great. More installments of reunion weekend to come, but please comment on your impressions of the school tour here...
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
Well, That Was Fun
Good times, good memories. Most of all, fantastic friends and overall wonderful people. Thanks to all 200+ (a few didn't show, a few others did show) who made a much-fretted-over Reunion Weekend for me an off-the-charts hoot!
P.S. -- Hope we'll all keep in mind to keep this blog fresh with frequent memory boosters, humorous topics, and just general what-we're-all-up-to postings.
P.S. -- Hope we'll all keep in mind to keep this blog fresh with frequent memory boosters, humorous topics, and just general what-we're-all-up-to postings.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
A little angst anyone?
O.K. - so the big day(s) draw near. What is it you are dreading the most about our upcoming reunion?
For me, it would be people not wearing their name badges and approaching me and saying "remember me?" For one thing (as many of you have confessed) I too, have CRS. For another thing, I've lived so far away for so long that my memory just doesn't get jogged that often, and I've left my crutch (the yearbook) at home.
There has been excellent build-up for the reunion in various formats... and that has been both fun and informational.
So, what's your biggest fear or potential pet peeve? Let's get 'em all out on the table before Friday, so we can all play nice!
For me, it would be people not wearing their name badges and approaching me and saying "remember me?" For one thing (as many of you have confessed) I too, have CRS. For another thing, I've lived so far away for so long that my memory just doesn't get jogged that often, and I've left my crutch (the yearbook) at home.
There has been excellent build-up for the reunion in various formats... and that has been both fun and informational.
So, what's your biggest fear or potential pet peeve? Let's get 'em all out on the table before Friday, so we can all play nice!
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Most Vivid High School Memory
I'm not sure if this is what you're gunning for, Andrea, but I'll start:
A February Saturday in 1974. We had snow throughout most of the previous night and into the day, but our N.H.S. baseball team still ventured out by bus to Bloomsburg State College that day for a baseball clinic, in which the ex-major leaguers Hoyt Wilhelm and Buddy Harrelson were there as special guest instructors. Hoyt was the nicest guy you could ever meet, and showed us his major league knuckleball inside that gym. Buddy might have been the meanest guy, as he yelled at coaches and kids who asked the most simple questions. He was having a bad day.
Anyway, that night was the senior prom in Whippany, and because of the weather, it was not known throughout most of the day whether it was on or off. It stayed on -- people tuned in to WNNJ radio to get the updates; nowadays, we'd just text or e-mail -- and I recall driving with my prom date, Michele E. (in my father's Chrysler Cordoba; he had waited in a gas line earlier in the day to get enough for gas to be able to travel that far). We slid off the road and spun around, almost hitting a tank at an out-of-business gas station in Springdale. We got there, and it turned out to be a great night and a fun prom. But what a (long) day and night.
A February Saturday in 1974. We had snow throughout most of the previous night and into the day, but our N.H.S. baseball team still ventured out by bus to Bloomsburg State College that day for a baseball clinic, in which the ex-major leaguers Hoyt Wilhelm and Buddy Harrelson were there as special guest instructors. Hoyt was the nicest guy you could ever meet, and showed us his major league knuckleball inside that gym. Buddy might have been the meanest guy, as he yelled at coaches and kids who asked the most simple questions. He was having a bad day.
Anyway, that night was the senior prom in Whippany, and because of the weather, it was not known throughout most of the day whether it was on or off. It stayed on -- people tuned in to WNNJ radio to get the updates; nowadays, we'd just text or e-mail -- and I recall driving with my prom date, Michele E. (in my father's Chrysler Cordoba; he had waited in a gas line earlier in the day to get enough for gas to be able to travel that far). We slid off the road and spun around, almost hitting a tank at an out-of-business gas station in Springdale. We got there, and it turned out to be a great night and a fun prom. But what a (long) day and night.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Andrea Harmon Photos: Guess Who?(1)
Andrea Harmon Photos: Guess Who?(2)
Andrea Harmon Photos: Guess Who?(3)
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