When asked to share her reunion story in honor of my Class Reunion series with Abingdon, my dear friend and fellow Bloomer (B&H Bloomfield series author), Martha Rogers, has graciously agreed to tattle on herself.
Here's what Martha has to say about her high school reunion:
At our 50th class reunion for my Baylor class, we were all sharing stories about our Baylor days. Well, the MC remembered one of my antics and called on me to share with the whole group what I had done one Homecoming. I believe it happened in the fall of 1954, my sophomore year. I got up there and shared the incident with them.
As I related it, I saw the stupidity of the stunt and became so embarrassed at the picture painted with my words, I could hardly finish. One of my classmates stood up and proclaimed before the group, “Martha Whiteman speechless? Priceless. Don’t think I ever saw that before.”
That was embarrassment enough, but then the worst happened after I returned to the table. An old classmate with whom my husband and I were good friends here in Houston started in like he did when we were freshmen. He knew exactly how to get a rise out of me, and sure enough, he made a remark about my age and being the baby of the class and having to stick a pacifier in my mouth to shut me up.
There I sat at age 72 and reacted exactly like I had when I was 17 years old by screeching, calling his name and hitting him hard on the upper arm with my fist. The whole table laughed until they almost cried, my hubby included. I can’t believe at my age I reacted like a teenager would have in the fifties.
(I’m not so sure I really want this out there for the whole world to see. J )
The nicest thing that night was the editor of the alumni magazine hearing about the novella, Sugar and Grits, and said she’d review it for the magazine if I’d send her a copy. I did and she wrote a very nice review of my story, Not on the Menu.
Visit Martha at her website: Martha Rogers - Touching Hearts, Changing Lives.