50 Year GWHS ALL YEARS REUNION

This reunion is being organized on Facebook. The page for the event may be found here: https://www.facebook.com/events/675589952516553/

 

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Saturday, August 1, 2015

Charleston Civic Center

Designed by the Class of 1969. Was made into a metal sculpture that was on the side of the building until the new gym addition was added.

Designed by the Class of 1969. Was made into a metal sculpture that was on the side of the building until the new gym addition was added.

All years are invited to join in for this ALL YEAR REUNION. We will have memorabilia from THE HILL. Asking each Class to have at least 1 representative to help plan. Main event will be on a Saturday evening.

Classes may choose to have separate activities on Friday.

Attendees may want to spend more time in the area to enjoy attractions such as: Charleston Town Center, Clay Center for the Arts & Sciences of West Virginia, WV State Museum, White Water Rafting, Zip Lining, Mardi Gras Casino, Kanawha State Forest, Coonskin Park, Live on the Levee, Golfing, the Mystery Hole and so many other wonderful places.

Please join this event. Share on your page. Invite others. We want as many as possible to attend.

It’s going to be EPIC!!!

Moving the Soul | by Brent Aikman

Brent in Colorado

“On the occasional Saturday, Hack would pick me up and we would go ride.  Sometimes we would ride with his dad, sometimes not.  But we would go.  We would ride into the mountains of West Virginia.  By that time, I had travelled a number of roads and had seen many parts of the state, but all through a car window.  I was now seeing it from a new perspective and with new sensory input.  The change of temperature in the warm spots of the sun, the cool spots in the hollows.  Light shifting through the trees.  Wonderful smells would sift through the helmet; wildflowers in bloom, horses in the meadow, fresh baked bread, something dead in the ditch, car exhaust, flowing water, fresh air.  I was in the wind, exposed to the elements.  It rained and I got wet.  The temperature dropped as we rode north into higher elevations and I got cold.  The sun burst through the fog and the extra layer I put on to fend off the morning chill was now too much.  Bugs splatted off my helmet, jacket, and boots.  My clothes got covered in road grime and saturated with sweat.  And all I could do was smile.”

via Moving the Soul | by Brent Aikman.