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Spent last night with six old friends from college, fraternity brothers. A few I’d seen recently, others not in years.

Caught up on family, careers, and personal lives. There was a lot of “remember when” and “what ever happened to.”

Divorces, births, job changes, colonoscopies, vasectomies, receding hairlines, tight belts-it’s all good.

We thought about brothers that have passed away and tried to recall brothers that have fallen into obscurity.

Some yawns, looking at watches, and making the obligatory promises to do this again began much earlier than it would have had this been a party at the house 16 years ago.

Sixteen years, gentle readers. A good thing, I suppose. The statute of limitations applies to most things. So, we have that going for us.

We didn’t always get the stories right when we re-told them again and again last night. The years have dulled the faces and places. Mostly we just remembered that there was something special to remember, and that’s good enough.