The Old People

When I was little...probably in middle school...my friends and I use to go down to the Rio Vista ballpark to watch "the old people" play. Well, I guess we didn't really go down there to watch the game - we mostly went for purpose of running around together with licorice doing whatever it is that 8th graders do.

As an 8th grader..."old" meant you were 22 or older.

Two weeks ago I was back home in California for a reunion with my 5 best girlfriends from high school. The night before we headed over to San Francisco for the weekend I found myself back down at the ballpark to say hi to some high school friends I haven't seen in many years. Except this time....my friends weren't running back and forth through the bleachers with candy in hand....this time, they were on the field. Somehow, we became the old people.

I know I always seem to make cliche comments...so here's another one - I REALLY feel like I was JUST in high school yesterday. It totally blows my mind to think that this year marks TEN YEARS since I walked across the stage with my 80-some-odd classmates that I had known since the first grade.

Don't get me wrong - I'm pretty dang happy with where my life has taken me through the years.....but sometimes, it would be awful nice to be sixteen again....driving to my friend Lindsey's house in my green pickup truck......Outkast blasting through my speakers......with my what seemed like daily ritual of after school Shell station nachos and mentos....to watch Jerry Springer....without a care in the world.

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This October is my ten year reunion. Since I'll be shooting a wedding and will be unable to attend, we decided to have a mini-reunion with "The Six Pack". Yes, that's what we called ourselves. :)

I didn't shoot a terrible amount other than on Saturday when we took the ferry to Alameda...here's a few of my favorites. :)

Love this.

And yes, of course I forced them to let me take a headshot. :)

Lindsey

Halee

Jessie

Jackie

And here we are - well, most of us. We have a bad track record of not having pictures with ALL six of us. Our sixth - Judie - had to travel back for her son's karate belt ceremony.