OHS 40th Reunion - Chapter 1
There's too much to consolidate into just one post, so this will stretch out until it's finished. Along the way we'll touch on New York City, friendship, air travel, fine food of all descriptions and sizes, apologies, artwork, politics, sports, history and love. The Reunion is just the framework. Chapter 1 - The Preliminaries Wednesday This is usually my favorite time of day. Errands are finished. Dinner's planned. The sun's painting pictures right outside my window on the Pusch Ridge and I'm writing to you. Today's different, though, because I have to be on the road in 12 hours to make my plane to fly me to NYC for the Reunion. And I still haven't packed. Things are in purposeful piles, but those piles are scattered around the house. These are not procrastination piles. They are working piles. I just wish they'd work themselves into the suitcase. I'm tired. Neurasthetic. I wish I were there already, and unpacking . Not that I'm wishing...