I imagine that people who make it to their 75 year reunions have a LOT to talk about! Satistically, how many (what percentage) of highschool graduates survive to attent a 75 year reunion?
And what would the homecoming queen look like?
My mom just went to her reunion…it’s more than 50, but can’t remember the number right now…maybe 62. Her big comment was that because someone was having trouble getting up the steps, she let someone through the door ahead of her and they got the last seat at the table of her friends, so she had to sit with people from a different “track” than hers, and she barely knew them. And there weren’t enough vegetables with the meal. I tried to tell her that the meal was not supposed to provide the entire balanced food pyramid, but to no avail. There should have been more vegetables. And the reunion is held at lunchtime, since most everyone is 80 and shouldn’t/can’t be out driving after dark.
Apparently the reunions are filled with frail people who can’t get up and switch seats to mingle, and who are overly concerned with the contents of the meal (“why did they serve dessert? We don’t need those calories”) but make fun of each others failing abilities, probably the same way they did in high school. And people kept forgetting each other’s names, too. But she had fun, and I’m glad she went, because she spends too much time alone.
My mom just went to her 50th highschool reunion and had a blast! Most people were in great shape though a few classmates had died (two in accidents, one died quite young from a heart attack).
She really enjoyed seeing everyone again and is thrilled to be in touch with her old friends. (Though based on how one guy screwed up sending pix so that everyone’s inbox had 72 copies of an unusable file – not all are that internet savvy 
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My grandfather went to his 70th high school reunion over the summer, so such things do happen.
Around here, most of the schools only had a dozen or so graduates back then, because of it being such a rural area. What I’ve noticed happening (as a copy shop employee I get to hear about all these things, as they usually end up coming to me to help them make their invitations and programs) is that a whole decade of graduates will meet together - say, everyone who graduated between 1945 and 1955 will attend the same reunion, and they call it a school reunion as opposed to a class reunion. The most extreme version of this I’ve seen personally was a recent one where they invited everyone who’d graduated prior to 1950, and had about 60 people show up from Class of 1932 on up.
If they had one this year, my mom’s reunion would be the 60th.
She did go to the 50th and it was a nice time.
One guy went on and on about their big date they had back in school and blah blah blah. Mom couldn’t even remember him or the date. HAH!
My dad went to his 50th HS reunion several years ago; had a blast.
My mom and dad have both been to their 50th reunions(different schools) Dad’s high school had never had any reunions in all those years, so he was really excited about going. He didn’t like the town(Buffalo, NY) as he had been raised until junior high in the midwest. But he did have good memories of his classmates and friends, and everyone seemed to have a good time. My mother was on the committee for her reunion, and the 40th as well. She said that after all the time there was little memory of the “cliques” and in groups, or who had had more money. Everyone was together.
My father (class of 1944) went to the 50th reunion of his class back in 1994. He had a great time. The surviving members of the class (not many of them, unfortunately) are meeting in a few weeks’ time for the 60th reunion.
My grandmother just had her 50 year reunion in 2002, and they continue to meet on a monthly basis since then.
My great aunt went to her 70th reunion a few years before she passed away. It was surprisingly well attended and I could see why so many of them had lasted as long as they had. Either crusty ol coots who weren’t going to take orders from anyone, least of all Death, or people who defined joie de vivre. Both groups were equally wonderful.
My parents didn’t do their 50th reunion thing. Well, they went to different schools both in rural areas where the schools don’t even exist now, and the reunions were everybody whoever went there reunions but they were held in the year that would have been 50th reunions for both of them.
I went to my 30th two years ago. Bunch of old farts! I’m glad I didn’t age like that. 
My mom’s HS no longer exists (it was in downtown Brooklyn and the Diocese sold it to a school for the deaf for the swag) but my Dad’s school is doing fine. It’s Cardinal Hayes, in the Bronx, and since his time it’s gone from mostly Irish and Italian (although there were always Black, Hispanic, and even a few Jewish kids in his time) to educating the future Black and Latino upper and upper-middle classes of boys. Great school with a very active alumni association.
The 50th reunion was very elaborate. About 70 guys showed up out of a graduating class of nearly 800, and another 250 sent their regrets. They had a big dinner for them at the Waldorf the night before the current Hayes class graduated, a nice breakfast at the Hyatt the day of, and then they got to lead the 2004 class into St. Patrick’s Cathedral in a big procession with the Cardinal and everybody applauding them.
Yep, Dad enjoyed his 50th.
Well, here’s a photo of theHomecoming Queen of Cherokee (IA) high school of 1940 and at the time of our 60th reunion in 2000.
Yeah. But they’re real small.
My dad just had his 50th class reunion earlier this year. I don’t remember what he said the turnout was, but he said most of the people who were invited showed. Everyone had a good time and the event was a big success.
How many others attended? Out of a class of how many?