I just had the novel pleasure of attending my wife’s 40th (am I allowed to say that?) high school reunion. Funny things, reunions.
You go to your 5th or 10th, and everybody’s about showing how they’ve made their way in the world, or are at least upwardly mobile. A certain amount of strutting goes on.
Around 20 years, you’re approaching 40, and if you’re doing well, you show up. If not, you don’t.
But by 40 years, a certain part of your life has “been made,” for better or for worse. People are looser. They care less about what people think. In observing the goings-on this weekend, which took place in a very small town in the middle of the Midwest, people were all pretty friendly — at least the ones who remembered each other. This was a small class of just over 100 graduates, and perhaps 40 or so of them showed up. That’s a pretty good percentage when you think about it.
People don’t talk as much about careers at this point as they do grandkids, kids, and what hurts. One lady said to my wife, with the best of intentions I’m sure — “You ought to get the award for Best Preserved.” Hopefully, she took it as a compliment.
Someone starting asking trivia questions about the year 1969. I thought to myself, when did trivia questions start sounding like a history quiz? Ouch.
(I know, I know, this has absolutely nothing to do with business or technology, but sometimes, you gotta’ write about what the spirit moves you to say…)