What I Learned at the Beresford Class of 1995 Reunion

This past weekend was the reunion of Beresford's class of 1995. I was one of the people in the above photo who graduated. I am also one of the guys in the back row of this photo who was up on his tip-toes. Not so much to appear taller, but just so that my face would be visible.

Out of the 45 (I think) that we graduated with, around 25 showed up for at least one of the festivities. Pretty good turnout, I thought.

I learned a lot about my classmates' lives since graduation, and our town, and myself.

• Chuck Norris isn't just the greatest martial artist ever, he is also destroyer of Saturday mornings if you drink to many of them the night before.

• The longest trip made to our reunion was from Austin, TX. The longest trip not made to our reunion, by someone who couldn't attend, was from Germany.

• It's really embarrassing when you call a classmate's dad by his wife's name.

• Beresford has a lot more stop signs that it used to. No one there could tell me why.

• No one in my class became a lawyer, but two guys in my class married lawyers. They never win arguments with their wives.

• Having your reunion on the same weekend of a local carnival or event is great because grandma and grandpa have something to take the kids to. And they pay for the horribly overpriced everything.

• Eventually your mom will get rid of your bed from high school. Mine got rid of my old bed two days before the reunion.

• Morbid but true: no one from our graduating class has died yet.

• We are the best looking class to ever graduate from Beresford High School. No, really, that's true!

• Explaining the difference between a Watchdog and a Bulldog mascot to a six-year-old is more complicated than you would think.

• I am definitely not the funniest person in my class.

• Hitting a golf ball goes better when the club actually makes it to the ball. (That was me.)

• I'm a much bigger fan of Firehouse than I realized.

• Your score on nine holes is a lot better if you take a mulligan after every bad shot. (That was not me.)

• I was lucky that I graduated high school with a bunch of really cool people.