{"id":85,"date":"2010-06-17T01:05:00","date_gmt":"2010-06-17T01:05:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/beckypalmer.thecomputerguy.bz\/2010\/06\/miracle-on-main-street\/"},"modified":"2015-11-11T21:09:24","modified_gmt":"2015-11-12T03:09:24","slug":"miracle-on-main-street","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/beckypalmer.me\/?p=85","title":{"rendered":"Miracle on Main Street"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/_3exSs2ucOw4\/TBl6XoVEYvI\/AAAAAAAAAHA\/lQ9erzElLlU\/s1600\/tshirt_style2.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483548567681655538\" style=\"margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 260px; float: left; height: 226px; cursor: hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/_3exSs2ucOw4\/TBl6XoVEYvI\/AAAAAAAAAHA\/lQ9erzElLlU\/s320\/tshirt_style2.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<div><span style=\"font-family: arial;\">Something happened last weekend that I never expected to happen. In fact, it was something that I swore for years would NEVER happen, even if I were offered cash to do it. <\/span><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div><span style=\"font-family: arial;\">I went to a class reunion. And even more amazing- I had a great time!<\/span><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div><span style=\"font-family: arial;\">I have been actively avoiding the high school part of my past ever since, well, Graduation Day. And I had all kinds of reasons why. But the bottom line is that I thought I had more unpleasant memories of high school that good ones so why should I torture myself that way? Makes perfect sense.<\/span><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div><span style=\"font-family: arial;\">But then about a year ago something happened- I joined Facebook. And I found and was found by people who knew me back in my big haired, purple eyelinered days. And these people acutally wanted to talk to me! But I was still not convinced.<\/span><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div><span style=\"font-family: arial;\">Then I got invited to my 20 year reunion. And then I got in touch with one of the planners and actually helped find a few MIA classmates. And then I sent in my RSVP with a check. And then that check cashed. And then the day arrived. And then I walked in hyperventilating. And then&#8230;.<\/span><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div><span style=\"font-family: arial;\">The first person I saw was a guy I rode the bus with for years who I&#8217;d stopped talking to our senior year over a silly harmless prank. And he was just as happy to see me as I was to see him. All of a sudden six hours (and a fair amount of Bacardi) had gone by and I had had a wonderful night spent with people who didn&#8217;t seem to think I was a dork anymore- or that I ever had been.<\/span><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div><span style=\"font-family: arial;\">Amazing! <\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div><span style=\"font-family: arial;\">What&#8217;s next? Peace in the Middle East? My father getting a cell phone? ANTHING is possible in this strange new world!<\/span><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Something happened last weekend that I never expected to happen. In fact, it was something that I swore for years would NEVER happen, even if I were offered cash to do it. &nbsp; I went to a class reunion. 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