Daramalan Class of ’69

I suppose that many of us consider reunions – organising them or attending them – as duties or obligations to be met instead of something you actually enjoy being involved with.  I freely admit that I when I think about reunions I'd rather imagine more pleasurable activities instead, such as visiting the dentist or painting the fence; however, when I went to the 40th anniversary reunion for the Daramalan "class of '69" I was surprised how easily one's preconceptions can change.  It was a wonderful opportunity to reminisce about "the good old days" and regale one another, our spouses and partners, with stories that might ease their suspicions we'd always been grumpy old men.