It was a long ride in the rental car from the airport to my home town, and I could feel my excitement rise with each mile.


It was a long ride in the rental car from the airport to my home town, and I could feel my excitement rise with each mile. Even though it was late in the evening and we were tired from the flight and the long ride, Phil indulged me and drove around the town for me. I was thrilled to see that the town had changed so little in the fifteen years since I had lived there. I pointed out all the "landmarks" to Phil, as we drove from my old house, past the school and old hang-outs. He was such a Dear, he acted interested and refused to yawn as I filled him in on the minutiae of my pre- and pubescent life. Finally, on the other side of town, where the drive-in movie used to be, we checked into our hotel room and got some sleep. It was going to be a busy weekend. The reunion committee had scheduled a luncheon at the hotel on Saturday, the big dance and party at the high school on Saturday night, and a gourmet (catered, of course) breakfast on Sunday morning in the high school cafeteria; and we were attending all of them.

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