Monday, August 11, 2014

Contemplating Homecoming


This October will mark my 49th anniversary of graduating college. Knox College (Galesburg, Ill.) Class of 1965. Doesn't seem possible. It’s not the 50th yet, but pretty near. Do I attend or not?

That is the question. And the answer is probably not. For two reasons:

-Cannot possibly afford to go; the meals are $25 to $50 each, hotels will be $75 to $125 per night, gasoline will run at least a full tank at $70, and there are three nights of lodging involved.
-I wonder what attending as a gay couple would be either unique or welcomed? I really don’t worry too much about that, it is a reality of our times, and about time!

The expense part is more real than theoretical. Retired and living on social security does not allow the luxury of even this modest travel expense. And that after a lifetime of good and productive work in meaningful careers in non-profit organizations. I do not bemoan any of that work experience. It was all good and very rewarding. Even highly profitable some years, and good to pay for college of both kids.

My retirement situation was marred by divorce, then self employment (although successful) health matters torpedoed that business and forced me into retirement and living off of investments for a while until social security and Medicare kicked in.

We still live comfortably, but without the extras of travel.  We miss that. New Mexico and Arizona beckon. Montana and Wyoming as well. Then there is a tour of New England we’d like to do sometime. All three of these trip ideas are on our to-do list. Not likely to become reality but it is fun dreaming!

Getting back to college homecoming – it is a time to remember and re-meet classmates from nearly five decades past. That alone would be fun. And sobering.

I don’t recall ever having attended a homecoming in the past. So I am unable to know what it must be like. Even so it is 49 years later. So many of our classmates are deceased. Many more are too ill to attend. Still others of us are in a pinch of history that makes affordability an issue. The middle class has shrunk. Although our classmates had big dreams of high paying jobs in industry, many of us went on with education and dreams of improving the nation and global community. And we did do that. At least we did our part. Peace Corps, international relations, church careers, social work, and non-profit organizations large and small. Teaching, too, so many teachers and researchers.

Thinking back to the early 1960’s I remember discussing with other Knoxites how we should and could make the world a better place. So many of us did just that. At least we worked at it consciously.
Alas the efforts did not pay off as we expected. We lived full, rich lives no doubt. But the world is now in a large pickle. Wars abound. Criminality among third world nations are full-time careers. Human trafficking, rampant disease, poor drinking water, poverty beyond comprehension, and human suffering in every corner of the globe including the USA. We’d like to deny the latter, but it is here. It is among us in this the richest nation on earth. A stunning reality.

I sense the frustration of current generations, the youth that were are kids, and the youth that are now in college and entering the workforce with new degrees and commitment to begin their lives as adults. The challenges today are as ever daunting as they were for us nearly 50 years ago.

Will this always be thus? Should it be? I suppose each generation needs to earn its own merit by struggling with the imponderables, but it would be nice to know that the world actually is getting better year after year.

The reality tells us otherwise. Why is that?

Why?

August 11, 2014


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