I happen to be here this weekend, too, but not for the Magic Festival. I’m here for my annual class reunion. Some say it was magic that our class actually graduated. How did these immature delinquents become lawyers, dentists, school principals, leaders in business, nurses and responsible parents? Our high school tenure, 1956-1961, was a magical time.
Probably none of us will show up as Famous People from Three Rivers in Wikipedia, but they are famous to me. Their names, their history, their pictures in the yearbook, will live forever in my memories and our relationships remain in my heart. Our class of 1961 is smaller each year. Several have passed away; several are not able to make the trip for various reasons. In a magical sort of way, they are absent but not forgotten.
One day I will write a book set here in this place during my time here. It has changed a lot, but I remember it well.
And that, in itself is magical!