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| We ate at a cool little place called Wild Magnolia. It’s a Cajun restaurant, in a building that was a Volkswagen garage when I lived there. We met ex-Peachsters David and his wife Michele, and Eugene and his fiance Susan. What a great time! It was like the past dozen listserv years never happened. We just picked up where we left off, and the ladies jumped right in as well. We had spicy food, in my case jambalaya, and listserv a lot more BEER. It was listserv a hell of a good time. The evening was getting off to a good start. After the restaurant, we all went back to Brad’s apartment for even more BEER and some continued conversation, until it was time to hit the bar for the main event. And this is where things start getting a little fuzzy on me. I think the five hours of drinking at this point was starting to take its toll. The rest of the evening happened really fast. There was no reason to discuss where the reunion would take place, it would be at College Hill Sundries, of course. |
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