Good read! Went to hubby’s college fraternity reunion a few years back. He graduated in 1971. Does that tell you anything? I couldn’t wait to see my fellow cheerleaders and my old boyfriend after all these years. I got all dolled up, even wore make up and spanx! Walking into the venue, we noticed walkers parked in the foyer. Huh? Then we peeked in the room. Wrong party! . These people were old, grey or bald and pudgy! I spotted two in wheelchairs and one with a cane. We inquired about our party, where were the fraternity boys and the cheerleaders and my old boyfriend? but the hostess led us back to that same room. Opening the door we heard someone yell my husband’s name! OMG. I got all dolled up for this? Remembering them from 1971 and seeing them now was a shock! But the biggest shock was that we were one of them! After the shock wore off, we partied like it was 1999!! The frat boys were as awesome as I remember, but the bitches were still bitches! I’ll have to continue this story on Medium. Thanks Ruby for the idea!