My 45th Punahou School Class of ’67 reunion was the most satisfying of high school reunions for me so far.
Besides the super organized planning committees and an experienced alumni office to help, I think the reason for my satisfaction or, shall I say, contentment, was where my classmates and I are in our lives chronologically. I felt as a group we were more relaxed, helpful, kind, caring, thoughtful, and more present than ever. At least from my perspective.
We had this past long weekend to renew relationships — from a kickoff celebration on Thursday on campus, to the evening party at the aquarium on Waikiki Beach, to Saturday’s alumni luau on Rice (a.k.a. Middle) Field , and the family picnic at Kalama Beach Club. The industrious and the illustrious were among us, but altogether we were simply cherished friends.
We shared bittersweet moments at the memorial service in Thurston Chapel for 37 members of our class who have passed, and at the impromptu remembrance of them the next day at the beach.
I think it’s important to stay connected in some way with our school to keep those very relationships alive. As one classmate—who attended just one year but came for the reunion—realized out loud, being able to attend Punahou School was a gift.
I say, let the music and the friendships continue.