I’m dragging out the suitcase today and starting to pack for the trip to Cape Cod to go to my High School 40th Reunion. Here is the fun part. I have two High School Classes that I have been lucky enough to be incredibly close to.
I went to school from Nursery School until eleventh grade with the Class of 1977. These are the people I had all my classes with, pajama parties with, dances with, etc. I looked at the RSVP list, and I knew every name and had classes with every one of these people. And then skipped a grade and graduated in 1976.
I have really longed to go back and see my Class of 1977. It’s funny how much I have looked back and with such great fondness at these wonderful people, that I grew up with.
I have a rough idea of what I will wear. So much of it depends on the weather. Cape Cod can be wonderfully warm, also known as Indian Summer, when the leaves are changing and Autumn is upon us, but our temperatures linger in the upper 70’s and lower 80’s.
Likewise, it can be cold, damp and windy. So clothes will be packed for both occasions.
I am planning to go out on Friday night and have the two food items that I absolutely love, but cannot get here. The first is a “Stuffed Quahog” (A hard clam, also known as a quahog, pronounced “KO-hog , is an edible marine bivalve mollusc that is native to the eastern shores of North America). A Stuffed Quahog, consists of a breadcrumb and minced clam mixture that is baked on the half shell of a quahog hard shell clam. And it is gooooood!
So, that’s first on my menu. The second are fried whole belly clams! Oh, I can get them up here, but it’s somehow not the same as eating them in my hometown, of Falmouth on Cape Cod.
And as I said the other day, spending time with my sister, Melodie and cousin, Janet, will be so wonderful!
I am praying that there is no rain on Saturday during the day because our biggest hope is to sit on the beach in our beach chairs, talking, reading our books, and enjoying the sunshine and the smell of the ocean. And remembering the days gone by, when we were little kids.
Ah, Falmouth! My hometown. How I love you!