I couldn’t care less if I never go to any of my high school reunions. I had few friends and I was not very popular. The few friends I did have all went to the school I used to go to until the district opened a new high school prior to the start of my senior year, and the student population of my former high school was split up. I didn’t know anyone at the new school. Even if I had stayed at my old school I wouldn’t feel any sense of loyalty towards it. I just went there to get my grades and avoid the bullies. I had as little to do with my school as I could get away with. No sports (playing or watching), no clubs, no extra-curricular activities, nothing. As soon as the dismissal bell for my last class of the day rang, I was damn glad to be out of there for another day.
I hate my damn HS. I will never go back.
None at all. My 20 year reunion will be next year and I have zero interest in attending. That part of my life is thankfully dead and buried and I would not re-live it for anything. It is probably due to the fact that I had a good family that I did not try to end my life prematurely at some point.
To quote Mr. Garrison, my high school can go to hell. It can go to hell and die.
Actually, the building that housed my hight school has been transgormed into a magnet school specializing in the performing arts.
They built a new school is what was the neighborhood I grew up in. In fact, it’s about a block from the very house I lived in while attending the original school.
I’ve changed my name since then, so it makes it virtually impossible for any alumni to find me. 
Man, I sher did lern me sum spellin’ in that their hight skool.
Mine’s been bulldozed.
That aside, I have about as much loyalty to it (or the memory of it) as I have to restaurant I worked at during those same years… that is to say, none.
My high schoo graduating class had 1500 people. I didn’t mind the place, since with its size I didn’t actually ever have to talk to anyone very stupid. But as for school spirit - they thought about starting a football team, and started selling season tickets. They sold six and gave up. If there ever has been a reunion, I’ve never heard about it.
I am carried as an alumnus by two high schools that are physically next door to each other. I went to one of them through 11th grade and was about as miserable as it was possible for a human being to be. The school was okay, but the vast majority of the students attending it…well, if they had caught on fire, I wouldn’t have bothered pissing in their ear to put it out. Due to the issues that I had, I was invited to not return for my senior year.
I went next door and officially graduated there in 1966. I happened to stop by the first school for some reason or another in the late 70s and got to talking to the current administration, some of whom had been there when I was. They pretty much all agreed that I got the short end of the stick and invited me to consider myself a member of the graduating class of '66. I’ve never been to a reunion for that school, but I made the 20th and 25th reunions for the other.
I might go to the 40th for either or both if someone decides to throw one.
I was a nonentity in HS, aka a normal person. I remember alot of pain and teen dramas (which were very real at the time). I had some great teachers–ones that made a difference in my life. I also had some horrible ones.
I live in the adjoining suburb to the one I grew up in. It’s a blended HS–it’s won any number of national awards, it’s nationally ranked etc–its’a good school. My daughter is a freshman there now.
Loyal? Not really–if it’s scores and offerings had dropped in standard or quality–we’d be outta here like shot. It’s HS–not the movie, Grease.
I’m not even loyal to my college (attended 2 different ones). No need for my offspring to go to my alma maters etc. Why should they?
I liked high school. I had fun. I went to a public school. The only private school that was around when I was in HS was the Christian school where parents sent the bad kids, hoping that goodness would rub off on them. Except that the whole school was full of bad kids (so says an ex of mine who went there three years).
Yeah there were parts that sucked - ah, teenage drama - but I had a good time overall. I go back from time to time to visit some teachers - although my favorite teacher is in the district office now and no longer teaching so I just bother him at home (we’re a fairly small town) I don’t think I’m loyal though. There really isn’t much to be loyal to. Our football team is crap, our school looks like a prison, and so on and so forth.
I would probably go to a reunion. They didn’t have our 5 year due to lack of interest but I would go to one down the road - just to see who would come and how they’ve changed. We had 506 in our graduating class - I think - and I’ve kept in touch with a handful but there are people I wouldn’t mind saying hi to if I saw them again.
I am, however, VERY loyal to my university.
I think that Steely Dan sang it best when they sang “I’m never going back to my old school”.
High school wasn’t a nightmare for me, nor was it the best time in my life. I just don’t really care. I’ve outgrown it, and feel no need to look back. I still keep in touch with my friends, most of whom I knew long before high school. If I run into someone I went with, I’ll chat with them.
Also, I do know that they don’t care about me. The only reason that I knew about my 10 year reunion, is because I happened to be in town and somebody point out the sign when we happened to be driving by. They didn’t try to contact me even though my friends and my mother were still in Calgary, and they could have gotten me if they wanted to. The 20 year reunion should be this year, but I hold no expectation of getting an invite, and if I did get one, I doubt that I would go.
I went to a Catholic high school in suburban Detroit. Whenever I’m home, I think of visiting until I realize that I’m only home close to the holidays when no faculty will be there. However, I do subscribe to (and read) the alumni newsletter and I even submitted an item for the part where they tell you what alums are up to. I always say I’m going to donate money to it, but I never do, even when they said they were renovating one of the wings and were going to name it after one of my favorite teachers who had died.
Really, only a couple people who shaped my life are still there. But, I was one of those people that loved high school. I emerged from it a much better and, frankly, cooler person than I was when I entered it. And, after the torture of gym class ended after freshman year, I pretty much never got picked on and was involved in a lot of extra-curriculars.
My 10-year reunion is in just over two years. As I have said many times in the past, I will go if I have a hot girlfriend and a cool job. Or maybe just a hot girlfriend. But, really, I’d just be going to secretly mock the people who thought they were hot shit and are now insurance adjusters in cubicle hell.
I’m loyal to my college in the sense that I always watch our football and basketball games when they’re shown on TV out here. But in terms of financial support, when I finally have extra cash, it’ll all go to the journalism department or, more likely, the school newspaper.
I’m back there all the time, because my two kids attend the same school (it’s a K-12 public school, very small). But alumni events? Haven’t attended one, and don’t plan to attend my 25th reunion which should be happening this summer.
I do give money occasionally to the person who serves as class treasurer, because I thought it was nice that my class sent flowers when my dad died.
But this is a small town; school events are often the social events as well. HS football and basketball are the big weekend events. At one time, there was an annual ‘Alumni Dinner’ that everyone, from the oldest graduate to the new grads of the most recent class, was invited to attend.
I guess I see a distinction between the concept of loyalty between ‘school’ and ‘class’. To the school? Yes, if I’m attending a game, I’ll cheer for ‘my’ team - it just makes the game more interesting to prefer one side or the other. To the class? No, not really. I live in the same town with most of them and have very little contact with any. I prefer it that way.
I am torn about this. I have no loyalty to the school, but I still (29 years later) have many friends from those days. We moved to a rural county in Kentucky in the early 70’s, from what was (still is?) one of the best public school systems in the country (Chagrin Falls Ohio). The differences in education were staggering, and I’ll always hate the memory of having to spend high school with a huge population of anti-intellectual fundamentalist idiots.
To damn it with faint praise, it’s a much better school now. But I’d never send my kids there. (DaddyTimesTwo, it’s the rural school which until this year was routinely beating LexCath in football…)
Boarding school grad here. No plans to return. Ever. I know all the kids are gone who used to make life interesting. I have no idea how many of the adults are still there who used to make life interesting. A few of them did not make major and negative constributions to my life. I have no desire to let the rest of them do any more to me.
Oh, man, I hated being in high school. I went back once to visit a few teachers who actually did a pretty good job and taught me stuff–stuff that I’ve used since. But I was pretty miserable during those years, and you couldn’t pay me enough to go back there.
My mom was upset when she found out that I didn’t want to buy a high school yearbook. She told me that I’d regret not having the thing some day. But it’s been, oh, 12 years since I got out of that hellhole, and I’ve never experienced even the slightest twinge of remorse over not having an illustrated log of the worst period of my life.
I’ve never gone to a reunion. A couple of years ago, I got an invitation to my 10th reunion. The shindig was in a city a few hours’ drive from me, and the organizers wanted–get this–anyone who attended to pay $100 for the priviledge of going. Ha! Like I was gonna drive for a few hours, and pay, to see people I couldn’t wait to get away from! The invitation included a little RSVP card. I was supposed to check one of three boxes: 1) Yes! I am planning to come, 2) Yes! I am planning to come, and am bringing ____ people, or 3) Regrets. I was disappointed that the options: 4) I don’t give a damn, so I’m not responding, 5) I’m burning this card. Begone, evil spirits of the past!, and 6) There’s no way I’m coming, and I sure as hell don’t regret it, either, weren’t included.
I’d really rather forget my school years: they were hell.
My High School experience was fine. I was a good student and never got in trouble with the teachers or anything. But I wasn’t what you would call “loyal”. I wasn’t involved in any school activities, and I rarely went to any of the football/basketball/whatever games. I did buy t-shirts whenever we had Spirit Day, though. I graduated last year and haven’t looked back. College is much better.
I doubt I will have to go to any of my class reunions because 90% of the people who went to my HS go to the community college here (I’m not one of those people) and will continue to live here for the rest of their lives. So basically I see them all the time. I like to think I’m moving on to bigger and better things.
There is a lady that works at the restaurant with me who, for some unknown reason, is obsessed with the high school. She’s like 45 and doesn’t even have a kid in high school anymore. She didn’t even go there as a kid. She always wants to listen to the football and basketball games on the radio (instead of playing the Mexican music like we’re supposed to because it’s a Mexican rastaurant). She told me that I need to wear one of my CHS shirts to work today because there’s some big game tonight. I don’t know how many times I need to tell this lady that I am in college and never have, never will, support the CHS teams, nor do I care. Plus we have a dress code and “High School Attire” is not part of it but that never stops her from wearing high school logo shirts.
Yeah - this school system was so bad that I had to transfer to the cross town rival after 6th grade due to the constant harassment/bullying that I endured.
I have better memories of my ONE year in high school (the 9th grade) in that school district than I do of the three next years in a high school in North Carolina. I think this is due to the fact that I had actually been ACCEPTED at the 9th grade school, whereas I was just one of 2000 students at the (not particularly good) North Carolina high school.