“Slap me five,” said tall Trevor the Games Man to the little girl. And she did!
Class of 1985: The Sisterhood Ninety-two classmates returned to our vibrant campus for our twentieth reunion. As cochair, I had the privilege of holding our class banner in the parade. Of the eight classes returning for Reunion II, we were the only “green” class, receiving many
Class of 1990: Breathe Deeply More than sixty members of the class of 1990 returned to campus to reconnect and relive some of their fondest MHC memories. We came with dates, fiancés, companions, husbands (old and one brand-new), and more than forty (!) children. Classmates came from as far away as London, Germany, Spain, and Jamaica; and from as close as down the road. For some of our classmates, it was their first time back to campus and the first opportunity to reunite with friends they dearly missed. Most of us returned to campus without the security of our closest friends from college days. We found, however, that there were new friends to meet
and friendships to begin. Our North Rocky living room was the “hub” of our activity, reviewing the Llamaradas of 1987–1990 and marveling at how many were mothers and advanced-degree holders (77 percent of us). We were welcomed by red MHC tumblers full of candy in our North Rocky dorm rooms, challenged by a scavenger hunt, treated to a Saturday night barbecue feast and spectacular fireworks, and rejuvenated by Sunday morning yoga in our living room. For all this, we take off our red baseball caps (our laurel parade “accessory”) to salute and thank our reunion chair, Misti Dean O’Connell, and her dedicated team, for putting together the best reunion we have ever had, and making us feel at home at MHC once again! —Kathleen L. Turland Class of 1995: The Common Bond Aloha! The class of 1995 celebrated its tenyear reunion in a most relaxed yet festive fashion—sipping wine at the tiki bar overlooking Upper Lake. More than 100 of us gathered in MacGregor and spent a weekend catching up, reminiscing, looking at pictures of babies, husbands, partners, houses, pets, and even cars! Despite the changes in our own lives, we still felt the common bond of having attended a most unique women’s college. If there had been an award for best laurel parade costume,
The little red fire engine is always a hit in the Laurel Parade.
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compliments on our green hula skirt costumes! Walking in the gorgeous sunshine during the parade, I was overwhelmed with the realization that I am just a small part of something so much bigger. Watching the class of 1940 come through the sea of younger classes was so moving. Our Saturday night social was a smashing success, providing the venue for the renewal of friendships and the forming of new ones. As we watched the fireworks light up the night sky, I thought of how blessed I am to be a part of this wonderful sisterhood of uncommon women. —Carol Van Belle Allard