I just returned from my 50th Reunion. Maybe it’s the times we live in, but sharing food, drinks and laughter with thousands of old and new friends has never meant more.
On our last night, my wife and I sat on the steps of Clio and took in the fabric of people, music and laughter. After about 15 minutes, she suggested it was time to go. I told her, “You’re right. But can’t we stay just a little longer?”
Thanks, Princeton. Really, thanks.