It’s time for my 25th year graduation reunion . . . FROM COLLEGE. How can that be? Have they moved the year up? I guess not. 1978 plus 25. I took my last Greek final on Thursday morning, got married that evening, and returned from the first part of our honeymoon (to Hot Springs — yes, yes, we heard all the jokes) on Sunday for graduation. Must have been May 14, 1978. I don’t exactly remember that. But it was three days after my wedding. That date I remember!
It was nice to hear from my alma mater. I can’t speak there, of course. But I do hear from them during reunions and pledge drives.
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