1982 Beverly Hills High Reunion


July 1982, Graduation Trip to Europe

What is it about a high school reunion that is eerily reminiscent of a highway accident? Is it the mandatory slow down to take stock of the situation that is your life? Is it the relief that thank-God-that-isn’t-me over there at the bar crying into my martini? Or is it the warning lights that say “Pay Attention” because another decade just flashed before your eyes while you were busy building a business, raising a child or joining the circus. Like a car wreck, you can’t force yourself to look away from your high school reunion.

Reunions often bring out the worst in us. On vacation I met a woman about to undergo a “safe” diet where she could lose 50 pounds in five weeks. “I want to look hot the way everyone remembers me,” she said. I do, too, but after having babies, breast-feeding and “forgetting” to do sit-ups for several years, I don’t think it’s in the cards. Quick fixes like plastic surgery and Botox are tempting, but knowing my luck, I’d come out looking like an aging Barbarella.

Reunions can also bring out the best in us. Mine makes me think about my classmates and how fortunate I am to still have such good friends in my life from high school days. The years and miles have not etched away the bonds.


                                      BHHS Teachers Mickey Freeman and Henry Dersch

A reunion allows us to reflect on our teachers. Dr. Rabkin insisted we read Crime and Punishment out loud and we grew to love him for it. On Halloween, Mrs. Wuliger made us homemade toffee and invited us to dress as our favorite literary characters. Ms. Wortman decoded Algebra-Trig and ended forever my “I-hate-math” crusade. Gil Chesterton and Sam Frias grumbled and pored over my Highlights proof sheets until I became a better photographer. Coach Stevens saw something in me I didn’t see in myself and encouraged me to play a great year of team tennis. Our mentors expected a lot. We didn’t let them down.

Or rather, we didn’t give them a chance to be let down. As a senior prank someone re-painted the parking lot to confuse everyone on parking assignments and strung a papier-mâché phallus on the flagpole. They never did find out who did it.

Hopefully, my sophomore at Beverly Hills High won’t find out about the pranks, either. And I don’t think I want to find out about his. That’s for him to chuckle over at his own high school reunions.

When you think high school, what comes to mind?


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Cynthia Baseman

Cynthia Baseman is the author of 'Love, Mom: A Mother's Journey from Loss to Hope.' She writes about motherhood, the environment and education.

There are 20 comments. Add yours

  1. 26th September 2012 | veronica lee says: Reply
    Your post and photos are great! Hi! Stopping by from MBC. Have a nice day!
    • 26th September 2012 | Cynthia Baseman says: Reply
      Thanks for stopping by - hope you'll visit again soon!
  2. 24th September 2012 | Kim B says: Reply
    I think that you look fabulous. Not a bit different than 30+ years ago when we graduated high school. (and let's hope our teenagers never do some of the stuff we did in high school.)
    • 24th September 2012 | Cynthia Baseman says: Reply
      Like you, my fingers are crossed. Still, I try to remind myself not to get too upset at the kids for things I did myself! Thanks for kind words:)
  3. 23rd September 2012 | gloria KaplanGloria Kaplan says: Reply
    BH Mom, High School reunions are fun. No one recognizes anyone unless they wear a name tag. As the evening wears on and the libations continue our memories become sharper.
  4. 20th September 2012 | Carpool Goddess says: Reply
    Um, bad hair days? Nibblers, where I had many a meal during the day (don't ask!). Gosh, I wonder how long I'll last at the reunion. This should be interesting...
    • 21st September 2012 | Cynthia Baseman says: Reply
      Nibblers! Home of the chopped liver on rye. How am I still alive right now?
      • 25th September 2012 | Anonymous says: Reply
        Helene K. from our year, just asked if they were still around! I had to sadly, hang my head low & tell her noooo. It's heartbreaking so many businesses we grew up with r no more...
  5. 20th September 2012 | Hayley says: Reply
    No need for any changes, BH Mom! I think you look fantastic as you are! Beautiful photo with you and your BFF in this post!
  6. 20th September 2012 | Debbie Naiman says: Reply
    I love reading your blog, even if it takes me several weeks while they sit in my in-box. They are a lovely reminder that something terrific is waiting for me to open & read. xoxo
    • 20th September 2012 | Cynthia Baseman says: Reply
      Aaaww. Thanks, girlfriend. Your photo makes me look good, btw. Just like in the old days.
  7. 20th September 2012 | Amy Bentley says: Reply
    Hi BH Mom- I went to our 10th reunion but not the 20th - I think there was a 20th but I didn't know about it, having changed my last name, no longer living in LA (although close), and that was before Facebook was big too, so not as easy to find out about it. It's definitely made me think about people I haven't thought about or seen for a long time, like you ! :) I haven't seen most of these people for decades but through Facebook (and this blog), I sort of feel like it's been shorter and that we are still friends! It's just nice knowing many old HS friends like you are still around and doing well, have great kids, etc. Many people seem to look the same too, even those of us who never had plastic surgery or Botox (NO WAY am I putting a needly in my face unless I am dying and have no choice). The group pic up top is a riot, I can't wait to see everyone. Thanks for sharing. :)
    • 20th September 2012 | Cynthia Baseman says: Reply
      The FB page is a great tool and the fact that it can break down some walls to bring back old friends is almost magical. We have a LOT to catch up on, Amy!
    • 20th September 2012 | bennett says: Reply
      I like thinking about my high school days, Thanks for the reminder. It was very pleasant and a long time ago :-)
      • 20th September 2012 | Cynthia Baseman says: Reply
        So were you riding your horse to school back then?:)
  8. 20th September 2012 | Laura Dennis says: Reply
    Oh man, HS reunion ... I haven't had the "courage" to attend even one, and soon the 20 year one will be upon me. You're a better woman than I. I left HS and did not want to take one look back. I'll have to think more about why ...
    • 20th September 2012 | Cynthia Baseman says: Reply
      It's that time in your life when you're figuring out who you are - watching my kids go through this I'm reminded that it was NOT easy. Now that you DO know who you are, check it out. You might even have some fun:)
  9. 20th September 2012 | OpinionsToGo says: Reply
    Loved your post and photos! Sounds like it was a very pleasant trip down memory lane. I attended 5 high schools in 4 states...an education in its self.
    • 20th September 2012 | Cynthia Baseman says: Reply
      Like the old adage: that which does not kill you, makes you stronger. Hats off to you.

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