Comments on: I Like the Past Right Where It Is…. http://www.familyresource.com/blog/2006/04/18/i-like-the-past-right-where-it-is/ Providing Tools for Life Through Online Education Mon, 13 Feb 2012 13:27:53 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6.2 By: Jon Henshaw http://www.familyresource.com/blog/2006/04/18/i-like-the-past-right-where-it-is/#comment-22 Jon Henshaw Tue, 18 Apr 2006 17:37:00 +0000 http://www.familyresource.com/blog/2006/04/18/i-like-the-past-right-where-it-is/#comment-22 I had the same attitude about my high school reunion. The people I did remember, I didn't want to see again. However, a very different thing happened to me with my college reunion. Although most people who know me today find it hard to believe, I was frat boy my first two years of undergraduate college (before I met my wife). We had some great times together, even though they were horribly irresponsible and juvenile experiences. My memories from that time were so good that I jumped at the chance to meet up again with them 10 years later. The result of that weekend reunion in Nashville, TN, was my decision to move to Nashville -- which I did in a matter of months -- with a 2-year-old and pregnant wife in tow. It's been about 7 months now, and I have no regrets. And that's all from a random college-frat-boy reunion. I had the same attitude about my high school reunion. The people I did remember, I didn’t want to see again. However, a very different thing happened to me with my college reunion.

Although most people who know me today find it hard to believe, I was frat boy my first two years of undergraduate college (before I met my wife). We had some great times together, even though they were horribly irresponsible and juvenile experiences. My memories from that time were so good that I jumped at the chance to meet up again with them 10 years later.

The result of that weekend reunion in Nashville, TN, was my decision to move to Nashville — which I did in a matter of months — with a 2-year-old and pregnant wife in tow. It’s been about 7 months now, and I have no regrets. And that’s all from a random college-frat-boy reunion.

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