The Lincoln Center fountains, the site of the “first” W. Tresper Clarke Class of ’70 reunion.

By Michael Lewis Editor

No, this column isn’t the remake of the Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band.

It was 50 years ago Sunday that the W. Tresper Clarke High School (Westbury, N.Y.) Class of 1970 decided to hold a “special” class reunion 10 years down the road at the Lincoln Center fountains in Manhattan at either noon or 2 p.m. (sorry, can’t find my school yearbook to confirm the time, but that doesn’t really matter).

A number of us crazies actually showed up and yours truly was one of them.

When it was announced at a senior class, we thought it was pretty cool. Inheriting my “elephant” memory from my parents, I certainly did not forget.

On April 26, 1980, I flew down from Rochester, N.Y. — where I was covering the Rochester Lancers for the Rochester Democrat & Chronicle — and ventured into Manhattan.

I’m trying to remember who exactly showed up. Hmmm, let’s see. There was Jeff Chesner, Jeff Gebhardt and . . . and . . . well, it’s been a few years and I wasn’t exactly taking notes at the time. Even my memory can be taxed (hey, I still remember my wife’s birthday and our anniversary, so I am quite ahead of the game).

We went to a local watering hole, talked about new and old times and I believe we went to the NYC apartment of Gebhardt’s parents, who moved back into the city after raising their children in the ‘burbs.

As it turned out, I had to be in the city on April 26, 1990 on business and I ventured to the fountains and stayed awhile looking for anyone that I would recognize. Unfortunately, I did not.

It wasn’t on my agenda in 2000.

And this year? Well, I won’t do any unnecessary travel during the COVID-19 pandemic.

BTW, our 50th anniversary class reunion gathering was set for October, but that was a causalty of the pandemic and that had to be put off until the late spring in 2021.

I missed the 30th reunion in 2000. But I figured I had a decent excuse. It was my parents’ 50th wedding anniversary that day and night. Besides, I had just returned home from the Sydney Olympics a few days prior and I was not in any shape to put my body through two long emotional events that day.

Will I attend the 50th? A lot depends on what’s happening out in the world. At the moment, it is difficult to plan ahead a week or two, let alone a year.