Went to a High Priests Social tonight. I can remember as a teenager thinking how boring it must be for a group of older men and women to get together, have dinner, and talk. I never thought I would come to look forward to these meetings of the old fogies. Here I am, pushing the mid 50’s and I actually like these get togethers. The funny thing is that in Michigan I really got to love them.
There we had a group of men, and their spouses, ranging from age 28 to 75. We truly loved getting together with those guys and count some of our best friends among those older people. I don’t particularly care for socials, but I do love these get togethers with the High Priests. I am sure there is some deep meaning to all of this, but I am not sure I have figured it out.