I did not attend my 10th, and I kind of wish I had: I guess the first night was a "happy hour" party at the top of the Hilton, and everyone was talking about this stunningly beautiful woman in a little black dress.

Turns out that she/he was part of our class...his name was Terry both in High School and after.

I didn't receive the invitation to my 20th, but got a letter from the School Foundation three days afterwards, looking for donations. Funny how they couldn't find me for the party, but could find me to ask for $$$.

My 30th is this summer, and from what I hear, the 25th was such a bust that nobody is interested in attending a 30th. I know I won't be there-no reason to go see if anybody has gotten dumber, uglier, fatter, or more of a ho than they were that long ago!