We're already seeing the Halloween accessories, and those Christmas trees and Chanukah Bushes (George and Laura's publicity shy Jewish relatives) are around the corner.
SO IT'S HIGH TIME TO THINK OF MORE IMPORTANT THINGS....
SUCH AS:
THE ANNUAL THANKSGIVING TIME NORTH MIAMI HIGH SCHOOL SWIM TEAM REUNION.
NOVEMBER 21, 2010
(THE SUNDAY BEFORE THANKSGIVING)
AT MIKE AND LYNN SILBERMAN'S HOUSE
11 AM - 6PM
CLYDE AND LYNN WILL PROVIDE SANDWICHES, SNACKS AND GOOD CHEER,.
A couple of you have already provided RSVPs.
It looks like we'll have at least one extremely welcome surprise guest. Someone most of us have not seen since high school.
I've been trying to coerce Larry MacKay to join our festivities, but he lives out in Colorado and can't make it this year. By the way, Larry has been happily married for more than 30 years and seems to be enjoying life in the Rockies.
No fancy artwork this year in advance of our reunion as the Frankish folks won't be here this year because of some family commitments. However, Bruce and I are planning a Spring reunion, at a location to be disclosed later, so that those of you who can't make it this Fall, can look forward to another opportunity to hear the same old war stories.
That's it for now!
Let's make this an interactive blog. Post your photos, videos, comments.
Many of us have shared a unique experience over the last 40+ years -- a bond of friendship that never ceases to provide me with great joy.
Little did we know that a little Green man who wasn't much older than us would attract such a collection of characters -- but more important than anything else -- create the perfect platform (and not the idiot plank, aka, the diving board) for perverse and morally delinquent personalities to become dear, dear friends.
So join us -- we're family -- and Mike ain't getting any younger......
NORTH MIAMI SENIOR HIGH SCHOOL SWIM TEAM REUNION
NOVEMBER 21, 2010
MIKE AND LYNN SILBERMAN'S HOUSE
(okay.. okay.......I'll post the darned address soon as I can find it (which might take a while because I recently unearthed six and a half members of the Lost Tribe of Israel, (including a Jewish midget named Arnie Shortenstein) carving out a bleak existence beneath several layers of patio muck. That's how messy my place is.
You don't want to miss this celebration of life, liberty and the pursuit of portliness amongst our fellow swim team members.
P.S. In the absence of my fellow member of the Royal Order of the Newt, I have gained enough weight so you'll think that two of us will be attending, instead of just one.
Please note: All images on this blog were shamelessly stolen and will be removed as soon as I get caught.
