How things have changed!
by Emanuel County Live | September 30, 2014 3:43 pm
by OFELIA THOMPSON BOBO
My parents, Clarence and Mildred Thompson just enjoyed another high school class reunion for their respective Class of 1949 and 1950 – Swainsboro High School. This time of fellowship took place at the Edenfield House on Saturday, September 20. They enjoyed the fellowship and food.
When Mom begins to coordinate these class reunions, it is an exciting time for me as well. How I love to see Mom’s eyes light up as she tells me who was able to make the reunion and how they are doing. Mom and Dad then proceed to show me the photographs taken and to point out something special about each person. After hearing the stories and cherished times, it suddenly dawns on me that what Mom and Dad’s generation is doing is somewhat of a lost art.
When I think back on my high school classmates, I am left with the uncomfortable truth that there is really no one I would go out of my way to visit. You see, my generation and the generations after have somewhat lost the art of talking with people and taking the time out of our busy days to reconnect with others. Of course there is Facebook, Twitter and Instagram, but when the rubber meets the road, how many of the “friends” are true friends? Friends you can count on or friends that you would be willing to drive a distance to visit?
It seems Mom and Dad’s generation was a generation brought up to appreciate each other. They didn’t have all of the distractions and noise we are bombarded with today. They actually took time to look at each other in the eye and talk. Most of them were brought up in difficult times, but really they were probably better off in many ways than we are today.
I guess what I’m trying to say is let’s stop for a bit and get off of the merry go round called life to reconnect with others. We have much to learn from our parent’s generation. Better yet, let’s stop and sit with them awhile to learn the art of reconnecting. It’s humorous to me that my parent’s generation is known as the “Silent Generation.” From what I’ve observed their generation is probably one of the last that actually communicate with each other face to face.
My parent’s next high school class reunion will not be for another year. They and their classmates realize that many things can change in a year. In the meantime, I’m sure they as well as their classmates will take time to catch up with the folks they went to school with and graduated with. They will take time to check on their classmates because that’s just how that generation was and is. May God Bless them all!