Trek Women
November 12, 2007

Weren't you the homecoming queen...

Hinsdale_south For some people, high school was THE highlight of their lives. For others (e.g., me) we were glad to move on to bigger and better things. But this weekend, I went home again for my 20th reunion. It’s hard to believe it’s been that long since I walked the sweat sock-smelling halls of Hinsdale South High School and left behind trying to “fit in” to being a fabulously independent woman. I decided to go to the reunion because I was curious about what happened to everybody –- and frankly -- because so far my life has turned out pretty darn good.

It was a two-night event starting with a casual get-together on Friday at a local bar. I put on the skinny jeans that make my butt look good, fluffed my newly dark-red colored hair and went to face the past. Hardly anyone recognized me. When I’d tell them my name, people couldn’t believe it was me. “You look so good!” They’d say and actually mean it. One girl even said to me, “Weren’t you the homecoming queen?”

Shut up!!! I nearly fell on the floor. I never went to Homecoming or really any of the other school dances because I never got asked. I was chunky, shy and definitely not in the “in” crowd. I probably wasn’t even considered a “maybe” back then. But times change and thankfully we grow up. And for late bloomers like me, we come in to our own.

HshsOn Saturday, I had another great time at the official reunion party. I was surprised by how many of my classmates had moved back to the area to raise their families, which is kind of cool. I was one of only a handful of “singles” and it was fun to talk about life on Capitol Hill and Trek stuff. Confession time: there was a certain sweet revenge talking to the mean girls who were rather cruel back in the day and now they have weight issues. You know what they say about karma… I spent most of the night catching up with the kids I’ve known since grade school –- check out the big group picture, I’m in the middle.

All in all, it was well worth the trip. I learned that you can go home again… that the people who were nice in high school are still nice and successful and happy… and that there’s a homecoming queen in all of us. Now where did I put my tiara?


I was checking out my google page and saw this. just thought to say hello!

Posted by: Laura MacLean | Dec 6, 2007 10:26:07 AM

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