Stepping back in time is the only way to describe Friday night. Walking into a room with about 200 people in it, and recognizing almost every face there was very strange. It was like walking the hallways between classes or walking through the cafeteria to find a seat during lunch 10 years earlier. It was awkward, but a rush at the same time. I saw people Friday night I thought I would never see again, some people had not changed a bit, and others had gone through transformations that would take most people a lifetime to reach. Almost everyone is now married and with kids, most people are still in Warner Robins or the surrounding areas. I was told I had not changed a bit, Jackie seems to think different, I think I look pretty much the same, I am a little chubbier, which is not a bad thing, because I was as skinny as a rake back then. It was a good night; there were lots of laughs and stories shared. It was nice to fill in the gaps of questions you ask yourself over the years wondering where someone is now and what they are doing. For the most part they are just living life, getting through the day and making ends meet, just like everyone else. Jake was missing from this weekend, so it really was not complete without him there, but his sister Holly filled in for him. Being together gets harder and harder as we get older, but these are my life long friends, there is no distance large enough to take away the friendship that made us who we are today. We will forever have those memories and stories, and tell each other about them over and over, and they will remain just as funny now as they were then.