Class of '93

I graduated in 1993 from Franklin County High School in Frankfort and my reunion is coming up again next year.

I missed the first reunion because it was the same weekend as my best friend's wedding and I was in Colorado being his best man.

I made a point to go to the next reunion after that, even though it wasn't an official reunion. We arrived at the restaurant where the reunion was supposed to be, and the hostess was surprised when we told her there was going to be a reunion. We waited around until ten minutes past the start time, didn't recognize anyone arriving in the parking lot, and left.

This reunion is very important to me because I've had a difficult year. First I had the stroke, lost the ability to walk or construct sentences.

Then while I was in the hospital recovering, my prom date died. Her funeral was on the day I "escaped" from the hospital and a year later, I still haven't found anyone who will tell me how she died. Even the pastor who performed her funeral died last week. If I don't find out soon, I'm afraid I never will.

Also, I want to see some familiar faces. I'm living ten minutes outside of Frankfort and I haven't seen anyone familiar. Every so often, I'll read the State Journal and see someone I recognize, but only if they get arrested, die or are running for mayor. The mother of a kid I was in Scouts with was in the newspaper one day as an Alzheimer's patient and I was excited. It was something different.