Last weekend, I cued “My Hometown” on my Sony Walkman and headed to Greenwich, Connecticut for my high school reunion. Also playing in my head were Jesus Jones’ “Right Here, Right Now” and Scorpions’ “Winds of Change,” two songs inspired by world events of the era.
In the weeks leading up to the reunion, I thought about what had changed, and what remained the same. A lot stayed the same. After all, we were going to a restaurant we used to go to then, still owned by a classmate’s father. Would the same people be playing the Breakfast Club roles of criminal, athlete, basket case, princess, and brain? Had external forces that happened in high school, college, and the decades that followed changed us?