I've been to a number of reunions in my life (more than I care to admit). A couple of high school, several college, many family reunions. There are lots of reasons why we go (or don't go) to these events. To catch up with old friends, to share stories of the past, to relive those glory days, to see if Bob still has his hair or who has the biggest gut or who has the most kids/grand kids. Who got divorced/remarried? How's the old girlfriend/boyfriend turn out? Did Susy ever stop being a b$#%h? Sometimes, it is funnier to see how people have changed since you last saw them. Life has a way of changing your plans.
Yesterday I had an opportunity to attend a different sort of reunion. Many moons ago, I had an opportunity to work for a little company that made pacemakers located south of Houston. Intermedics started back in 1973 in Lake Jackson, Texas and, over 25 years, had grown into one of the top medical device companies building cardiac pacemakers. It grew from a small, store front operation to a multi million dollar enterprise with over 2100 employees. Since it was located in Brazoria County, Texas, most of the work force was from the surrounding counties & towns. There were a lot of people who worked their entire careers there. There were a number of marriages, divorces, births and deaths that happened at that place. I joined the company in early 1990 and worked my way up through numerous jobs/positions. The atmosphere there was one of purpose/pride. We were making stuff to improve/save lives. Even though the ranks grew, it still felt like a small company. People were proud/happy to work there and many (like me) thought they would eventually retire from this place.