Autumn is my favorite season and
the past few days have been gorgeous,
Today I sat on my deck and read for a couple hours,
before the old memories started.
As the leaves swirled down from the trees,
I remember the smell of burning leaves and at one point was tempted to go drop a match
This week is homecoming at my home town High School and I thought about my high school days.
I wonder if they still have some of the
traditions we had back then, probably not
I remember how a large group of us would snake dance down the streets, through the stores and the theater and then end up at the fair grounds for a big bonfire.
Each class would decorate a float and someone, I don't remember who, would award prizes.
The Homecoming Queen and her attendants would ride on one of the floats and then Friday night under the lights,
the big game.
We won some and we lost some, but we still had fun.
To this day I love high school and college football.
A week from tomorrow many of my classmates will be meeting for lunch at Whiskey River in St. Peter
for a mini reunion.
Among them will be some of the former football players and the Homecoming queen.
I am looking forward to it, a casual gathering where we can catch up with each others lives.
Everyone comes to it on an equal basis now, no more cliques.
Turns out all of us had our inadequacies back then, and now we have let them go.