That 70s Show—"Me" Edition

Took the family up to my old hometown (Wilburton, Okla.) and spent Easter weekend with my folks. A secondary reason for the trip was to attend—with some trepidation—my 30-year high school reunion.

Though I was the Class of 77's president, I hadn't made it to any reunions since the 10th. (I drug a date to that event. A sweet girl to whom I proposed a few months later. She said yes. We'll celebrate our 20th anniversary this December.)

On the drive up there, I was speaking with a friend on my mobile and mentioned that I was going to my reunion. He asked me if I thought I would be voted "Least Changed." I told him I didn't think I was in much danger of that. What do you think? View image