May 20, 2031,

Dear Class of 2011 member: Our 20 year class reunion is fast approaching and we would like to invite you to attend. The event will begin at 7:30 p.m. on Friday and will continue at 5:00 p.m. on Saturday. Please mark your calenders and begin making plans to attend.

If you show up, you will come across some of your North classmates, all of whom have scattered in various directions away from 2549 Hackmann Road. You will see old friends, old teammates and will utter the phrase ‘back in the day’ more times in 48 hours than you have in your entire life. More than anything, you will remember your days at FHN.

You will remember our freshman year, when the school was a maze and running to classes was a must. You will remember freshman transition day, when everyone was trying to get you into their club and you didn’t know what to do. You will remember the nerve-wracking yet exhilarating first day of school, when you couldn’t sleep the night before and still woke up way to early to get ready. You will remember how four years of high school seemed like an eternity back then. You will recall our sophomore year, when Evander Holyfield visited our school and gave a ‘speech’ in the gym. You will remember how the rush of being in high school had worn off, and feeling that somehow, the three years you had left seemed longer than the four you had freshman year.

If you can, you will remember the blur that was junior year. From dealing with AP classes, to how our class won (forcibly lost) the powderpuff game to the seniors, you will remember how junior year seemed to take just under one month to finish. You will remember how it was one of the most stressful, jam-packed months of your life.

If junior year took one month, senior year lasted a week. Suddenly high school was ending and you had to figure out your life. Whether that was getting into a college, finding a job or joining the military, life after high school was so close you could practically touch it. Those flavors of life that we were beginning to taste made going to North all the worse those last few days. But what you didn’t realize then, was that those last few days weren’t so bad, and that June 4 came much sooner than you expected. While it was nice to have classes end, it wasn’t so nice to say goodbye to wearing green and screaming one one. It wasn’t so nice to say goodbye to friends. Hopefully you didn’t regret wasting those days waiting for the future, while the present was slipping away.

You will remember all of this, and you will come away with the realization that, after 20 years

apart, we are all still Knights.

Hope you can attend.

By Logan Ponche