I went to a private school from sixth grade until twelfth grade. There were 120 kids in my graduating class. And I'd known the majority of them since I was twelve. That's one of the reasons I wanted to go to a big college far away from home. I wanted to meet new people--people who hadn't known me for seven years.
Tonight my school had a happy hour for alumni in the Dallas Ft. Worth area. Almost 200 alumni live here, but less than 15 people showed up at the happy hour. It was a little disappointing. But it was good to catch up with the people who were there. One guy from my class was there. I didn't even know he lives in Texas. I guess that's what happens when you grow up and lose touch. But I'll soon find out lots more things about my classmates, since my twenty year reunion is in two years. Two years. Oh dear.
The motto of the school is scientia ad faciendum, which means knowing through doing. I saw that Latin phrase several times a day for seven years and I had to look it up today to remember how it translated. During my search, I also found that my school has a Wikipedia page. Pretty big time, huh? I thought so.