Had dinner last night with my fellow members of the 1968 Sibley High School debate team. It's pretty awesome to realize that these are people I have not gone to school with in 40 bleeping years! And that we knew each other when John F. Kennedy was President! It's at times like that when I realize how freaking old I am getting. Quite an amazing group:
• Stan, Harvard Law School graduate, blues musician, and bankruptcy attorney;
• Mordecai, publisher and editor of the American Jewish World Newspaper;
• Mike, producer of the channel 6 cable show "It's a Woman's World"; and
• Randy, Stanford Law graduate, an attorney for the United Auto Workers.
I feel privileged to know these people, and to continue to have at least some sort of relationship with them--and I feel just plain lucky to be alive. And somehow, over a two and a half hour dinner, we managed to avoid virtually any "old people talk"--not a word about x-rays, CAT scans, bowel movements, or sciatica. Well, maybe a few words, but not more than 5 minutes. Take that, Grim Reaper!
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