Halfway Through the 40th Dickinson Reunion

I’ve been back at Dickinson 24 hours and I already lost my voice, I’m dirty, and I desperately need a nap. So far, just like a normal day at Dickinson four decades ago. Yesterday I realized at midnight I had not posted a blog so I tried to post a photo. I was still hours away from bed, when I usually write my blog.

The majority of yesterday was spent at the G-man. Doug, Hugh and I got to there at five and two by two we were joined by more and more friends. I am too old to talk over the din of a bar anymore, but that didn’t stop us from telling a highlight reel of stories.

The biggest and best surprise for me was the arrival of Margaret, Joy and Johanna, my little sister and grand daughters from Pi Phi who were in the class two behind me. They came to the reunion to see me and be together even though it’s not their year. Today they were joined by Ginger making it a four of my favorite little sisters.

Slowly but surely we had to find designated drivers for some and by midnight we realized we had not eaten anything and wanted dinner. So Hugh, Doug and I walked down to the Milt to discover it no longer is open at midnight. My how things have changed. Turned out nothing in Carlisle is open after midnight despite Hugh trying to convince waitresses to reopen.

Doug and I dropped Hugh at his fancy Microtel and we were back to our Airbnb. We each went off into our own little rooms saying we must sleep. Well, there was no way my extrovertedness was going to allow me to sleep after so much human interaction.

I was up until 3, but true to form I woke up at 7:30. So much for recovery. As we had not eaten anything the day before we reworked our plans, and walked to Fay’s for breakfast. We skipped the Dickinson farm lunch and tour and went right to Morgan rocks where our class gathering was being held. Sally, Britt and Nancy had the drinks under control and I put out a cheese platter. Members of younger classes came by and asked if they could have our red Adirondack chairs and I said absolutely not, we were old and needed them. Which we did as we had an outstanding turnout.

The weather was perfect in the shade and I got to visit with so many old friends. Now I am getting a little lie down before our official class dinner which will be the only official reunion activity I am ending up making.

It is best for me to write my blog at nap time rather than bed time because who knows what day that will be. Reunion is killing me and I love it. I do wish Suzanne and Janet were here. They are sorely missed.