At the end of the night though, after the ’93 grads stumbled away from the closing bar doors, the grand notion of redemption was shattered like the emptied beer bottles in the trash. In all truthfulness, it wasn’t what was sought after when some of us attended the event in the first place.
All that was really wanted was a basic reaffirmation that who we were, even during our teenage years, wasn’t so bad to begin with.
— Amanda Beam is a Floyd County resident and Jeffersonville native. Contact her by email at firstname.lastname@example.org