Top Reasons to Attend the Class Reunion:


1.  There’s at least one person that will break out old dance moves like The Running Man or The Moon Walk. You’ll find great comedic value in this display.

2. It will be the one place where you go that you don’t have to lie about your age.

3.  Rekindle or begin new relationships, and laugh, cry, and reminisce with your oldest friends.

4.  Relive the glory days of 1990 when we were younger, thinner, better looking, and worry-free!

5.  You can stop lurking on everyone's profile and stalk them in real life instead.

6.  Sometimes you want to go where everybody knows your name.

7.  You are probably going to stay home, open a bag of chips, and watch TV that night.

8.  Seize the opportunity to enjoy a fun night out away from the kids.

9.  Someone will inevitably drink too much and cry hysterically about something that no one else remembers.

10.   Humor the Reunion Committee; we are a bunch of deluded diehards who think EVERYONE should show up to appreciate our efforts. 

11.  You want to dance to Richard Marx songs and can't find any other venue that might
be playing them (or anyone else willing to dance with you to them)
....we're here for you!

12.  Firm Hold Aquanet is a sponsor, and you need free samples for the 80's party
you want to throw.

13.  Let's face it, you haven't left the sofa in 3 years and you're starting to adapt plaid
into your skin tone. (You couch chameleon, you!)
...Shake off those upholstery blues and party the night away!

14.  Because those who had hair no longer have hair and, suspiciously, those who
had no hair at the 10 year reunion, now do...and you want to point and snicker.

15.  Juvenile acne has FINALLY left the building!




If you are NOT coming to the reunion, you need a good excuse, AND a note from your Mom.
The following reasons have been tried and are UNacceptable:

Excuse #1: I've gained a lot of weight!
Rebuttal: Look around!! I doubt any of us could get back into our high school jeans any more.

Excuse #2: I'm a different person than I was in high school.
Rebuttal: Lucky for you, we ALL are.  Let's face it: we could only have improved.

Excuse #3: I don't look as good as I'd like. I (choose one or more) am bald, have wrinkles, saddlebags, grey hair and no one will recognize me.
Rebuttal: Guess what! You won't recognize anyone else, either. Our whole class looks like a "before" photo in a plastic surgery ad (just kidding).

Excuse #4: I'm not successful. I'm not (choose one or more) a lawyer, a doctor or rich.
Rebuttal: You'll be pleasantly surprised to find how much everyone has matured. We may be plump and wrinkled (see Excuse #3, above) but we're not stupid. Money is not success. You have found success when you are happy doing what you're doing!

Excuse #5: I was not in a popular clique in school.
Rebuttal: Now that we're older and smarter, those cliques have dissolved just like the superficialities they were based on. The only cliques you'll notice at the reunion will be the sound of your joints as you walk around!





Have you ever been guilty of looking at others your own age and thinking, 'Surely, I can't look that old!'   Well.... You'll love this one...

Grandma      Grandpa
While sitting in the waiting room for my first appointment with a new dentist,  I noticed his DDS diploma on the wall, which bore his full name.

Suddenly, I remembered a tall, handsome, dark-haired boy with the same name that  had been in my high school class some 20-odd years ago.  Could he be the same guy that I had a secret crush on, way back then?  Upon seeing him, however, I quickly discarded any such thought.

This balding, gray-haired man with the deeply lined face was WAY too old to have been my classmate.
After he examined my teeth, I asked him if he had attended
Lake Brantley.

"Yes.  Yes, I did.  I'm a Patriot," he beamed with pride.

"When did you graduate?" I asked.

He answered, "In 1990.  Why do you ask?"

"You were in my class!"  I exclaimed!

He looked at me closely. 

Then, that ugly, old, bald, wrinkled, fat, gray-haired, decrepit SOB asked,

"What did you teach???"



Everyone on this web site has one thing in common…
we all survived
Lake Brantley High School
Join your former classmates at the reunion as we go back in time,
and laugh about all things “Brantley” including:

  The pungent smell of the locker-room that still haunts your nostrils.

The fact that if you asked anyone else to meet you “in the fish bowl”,
they would think you were nuts.

Acknowledging there is something creepy about a school floor plan/blueprint that resembled crop circles.

Being oddly excited about rectangular shaped pizza for lunch. 
(Anything beats that Sloppy Joe!)



This really doesn't fall under the "funny" category, but is worth the read.  This email is from a friend (not an L.B.H.S. grad) who posted her thoughts about her class reunion on her blog.  We thought it was awesome and she gave us her permission to share it with you.



"You see us as you want to see us - in the simplest terms, in the most
convenient definitions. You see us as a brain, an athlete, a basket case,
a princess and a criminal. Correct?  That's the way we saw each other at
7:00 this morning. We were brainwashed."  ~The Breakfast Club


I love that movie.  I wish I had remembered to watch it before "My Reunion".

I went to my high school reunion earlier this month.  It just kind of
crept up on me.

I forgot to lose the weight, get a real job,
or live or travel in or to exotic places.
I forgot to do something spectacular with my life.

I contemplated making up something newsworthy or juicy but thought better
of it. In other words, ten years ago when I thought about going to the
next reunion - which seemed like a lifetime away- I envisioned myself
entering the room as a glamorous badass.

Hmmmm. Well the Glamorous BA forgot to show up.

Instead, I was just me.  Wife to one, mom to three, and friend, I hope, to
many.  I am a sometimes artist, blogger nerd, frustrated writer, self
taught designer, tireless shopper and aging fashionista (ahh sigh here).
Just your typical all American almost 40(!) woman who was a bit freaked
out to go to her own reunion.

Funny thing is, I'm pretty sure I wasn't alone with my anxiety. Maybe we
were all feeling a bit anxious and as a result everybody ultimately kept
it real.

There was no pretentiousness here.  Not this time.

True, the alcohol probably helped break the ice.  But, gone were the days
of the braggarts and pompous blowhards.  Replaced by real people.

People with mortgages and jobs.
People discovering the joys of parenting
and the heartache of losing parents.

For most of us, those invisible lines we drew around ourselves, (and each
other), much like the kids in ‘The Breakfast Club’ had evaporated into our


My reunion. I wasn't expecting to have fun. I wasn't even planning on going.

(Is it just me or are wrinkles not all bad? The older I get the more
accepting I am of them in myself and in others. I think we are as hot as
ever .... older but still hot.)

The girls were so pretty. And who said the guys would look
older than the girls?  I disagree.

The guys, definitely handsome.  :)

If you want to have a good time at these events you need to put yourself
out there.  You can't have fun if you don't make the effort.  Even though
I had second guessed my decision to attend, I'm so glad that in the end I
decided to go.

I reconnected with old friends, met some new ones, and I realized I
should be grateful for just being able to be there.

So many were not as lucky.

What new knowledge did I walk away with from this event?  Well, we are
older yes.  Wiser?  Not so sure.  Would I do it again?  ABSOLUTELY

Some things really do get better with age.  Like Reunions.

One thing I do know is that we haven't forgotten how to party like
Rock Stars.

I love you guys.
Let's keep in touch until we can do it all over again.

Because ...

"What we found out is that each one of us is a brain, an athlete, a basket
case, a princess, and a criminal. Does that answer your question?
Sincerely, The Breakfast Club"  ~The  Breakfast Club