We'll always be Bobcats

This is one of my most favorite weekends in Thermopolis -- All Class Reunion!

Every year, Bobcats from across the country gather in this little place we called home to reminisce, see old friends and relive the good old days. (Not that we’re old. Really.)

This is also a chance for alumni to visit their old stomping grounds, drag a few “mains” or maybe go down to Green Eye (realizing that water is a lot faster than we remember). Snider Point and the buffalo pasture are a must, and perhaps, if you can remember where it was, the “hangin’ tree.”

Along with those wonderful memories of growing up here are the new things in our lives -- new partner, new children, new grandchildren, puppies, homes or cars. All those things you want to share with your friends from long ago.

Having come home about 10 years ago, its always fun for me to see everyone, both from my own class, but those who graduated a few years around me. And parents, too, of the kids I went to school with.

Heck, we haven’t changed at all.

It might take us a few more seconds to remember all the words to the school song, but we’ll always be Bobcats!