So I went to a retirement party for some of my former coworkers. Aside from the huge number of people (a problem I have always had) it was a nice affair held at the Knoll Country Club in Parsippany. There were retirees from North and South Carolina, Pennsylvania and all across New Jersey to welcome six new members to the Retirees’ Club. The terms of service for those honored last night were from a low of 14 years (Judy entered the profession late) to a high of 40 years (Bill started teaching reading/writing using the McGuffy Reader and spent the last 15 or so years teaching the use of computers).
The food was excellent; the “emcee” did a fine job; and the chance to speak to—and catch up on news of—those in attendance made putting up with the crush of humanity worthwhile. One thing that surprised me was just how darn young some of the new faculty members are. Sure, a new hire right out of college could be a mere 20-21 years old, but some of the young ladies looked to be younger still. Yet they must have been over 21 for the bar tenders DID card them and they got served.
It was noted that a few attendees did, shall we say, over indulge.
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Still and all it was a good time.
(No I have no pictures of the party which had the theme: "What happens at C------, stays at C------.)
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