100.

yuma high school turns 100 today, and as i think back, i hated and i enjoyed it.
i remember [before the teen-aged angst set it] friday nights, going to football games to see my brother play and just feeling a sense of pride. it's weird thinking about that now that i've graduated from there and has moved so far away. i had a lot of rough times at that school [mostly personal] but there wasn't a day that i wished i was going to school somewhere else.
i regret being so introverted and revengeful while i was there. my experience could have been really different.
as for a class reunion? ten is too early, twenty would be just right.