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There were 30 people in my graduating class, and about the same in my wife's. Someone tried to organize a 10 year reunion, and ended up somehow bringing together people from my class and her's. Even with the two of them combined, there weren't enough people interested to make it worth the trouble of renting a hall. About half a dozen of us ended up going out for dinner at a Chinese restaurant, and aside from the two of us, the only other people there were the ones who still lived in the area, and probably had nothing better to do on a Saturday night. For three hours we sat around and talked about what everyone who didn't show up had done with their lives.
I've been invited to subsequent reunions, but figured it wasn't worth a plane ticket.
Keith's 200+ graduating class sound positively metropolitan in comparison.
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