Nine memoirists gathered al fresco on Parkside Circle to determine if Joseph Badal knew what he was talking about. The host and Poet Laureate provided these insights:
... and from far off the bookshelf:
We're experiencing a Rocky Mountain high in Colorado without the assistance of weed,
enjoying the hikes and scenery around Frisco (no, not CA), so I won't be able to join in the
discussion Thursday.
It was a delight to read my fellow club members' memoirs in Fair Condition,
Some Pages
Missing. Thank you, Keith, for suggesting we do this in celebration
of our club's silver
anniversary.
Dick Arm's story touched me deeply. It was fun learning more about the
backgrounds of each of the club members and how those early days shaped their lives.
For
example, I didn't know Gary played tennis and the organ, Keith played bridge against Omar
Sharif, and Ron played cornet in a band. Nor did I know how Mike made money to pay for his
stamp collecting
or how Bob Woods was admitted
as a junior to Princeton. All of you led fascinating
lives and made extraordinary contribution.
It was fun to read about
them and I learned a lot. I would give the collection
an "A." I'll miss connuing
the discussion
of your lives on Thursday night.
Warm regards,
Jack
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