As expected, there were fewer attendees at this year’s reunion, which, on August 6th, Fran again organized and hosted at his cottage. This had its advantages. Because there were only a dozen of us this time, we could sit in a circle and shout at everybody at the same time. Last year, we had to shout the same stuff over and over again at different people. Also, the lineup for the bathroom was shorter, this year, and there wasn’t near as much shoving at the food table. All in all, a fun time. My only quibble—no dogs.