It has been 15 years since I graduated high school. At our 10-year reunion, the majority of classmates voted to have a reunion this year. So we are planning one. The class president recently had twins, and has opted out of planning this time around. I, being the vice president, decided to get the ball rolling last spring.
I sent out e-mails to all of those who were interested in a planning committee, and 3 girls showed up. First off, we knew we needed an updated contact list. The two of us who had copies of the contact list last time had suffered hard drive failures, and the list is no more. We are starting from scratch.
Our class had 122 members. Doesn't seem like it should be a difficult of a task to get their info. Oh, my! Was I ever wrong! I am a procrastinator, for sure, but I created a spread sheet and filled in all of the addresses I had of my close friends. I shared the list with the others, and it sat. It took one of the other girls to get on the ball before we really got moving.
Just before vacation, I was feeling pretty good with the progress. After I recuperated a bit, I started looking to see who was left on the list. I sent e-mails to everyone I could find facebook pages for. No responses. I contacted some siblings. No responses. I sent a second e-mail. I finally got about 3 classmates to respond. I also had two respond with, "I won't come" messages. We are currently sitting at around 70 blank contacts. That isn't even halfway there, and the invites need to go out ASAP!
I am amazed that people will not respond. People who were once my friends. People who complained about not being notified about the last reunion. Even if they want to say, "I'm sorry, you cannot have my personal info." Any response would be better than nothing!
I am pretty frustrated at this point, but I will not give up! If I don't get all of the contacts, I guess I will just send out the invites I can and post it in the newspaper. All I can say is that people better not complain! And if they do? At least I will be able to say I tried my best.
