Northwest Indiana Discussion

We remember with fondness,
Our days at Hammond High.
Can it be that forty years,
Have gone so quickly by?

Does not our laughter yet echo,
Through those hallowed halls?
Shouted greetings to our friends,
Within those strong brick walls

We each had our hopes,
And we all had our dreams.
So eager, so anxious,
We were bursting at the seams

We were imbued with the love,
Of our moms and our dads.
They pinned their hopes upon us,
After giving the best they had.

Life took us each,
Our own separate ways,
But now we look back,
On those sweet childhood days.

The years have flown by,
As if in a blur,
And it’s time now to remember,
What good friends we were.

You are my classmate,
And I love you, my friend.
How good it would be,
To grow up with you all over again.

Yes, we grew up together,
In the same time and place,
And the memories of you,
Put a smile on my face.

Your face looks up at me,
From the yearbook page,
And for just a few moments,
We are once again that age.

Most are still here,
But some are in Heaven.
Together we stand,
The Class of 67.