The weekend started off with a meet and greet on the Friday evening at our local watering hole, The Dominion House tavern. This was a favourite spot for gathering while we were in college, and university and is the oldest continually run tavern in the Windsor - Detroit border region. Now for those of you who are not familiar with Windsor and its weather, I think it's one of the hot spots in Canada. We're talking moist heat, not dry, and the humidity levels are unreal. I'd forgotten just how bad that humidity can be until we stepped outside on Friday afternoon. The temperature was 36 C ( 97 F) with a humidex that made it feel like 46 C (115 F) !
It's difficult to breathe under those conditions. Figure in that the tavern we all met at had only one lone window air conditioner that was trying its best to handle the heat with more than 100 of us inside. You get the picture, we were one hot, sticky bunch of people! Did we care?..... No!!
We had the most fantastic time reacquainting ourselves with one another. The beer flowed freely (yes, we had designated drivers!) and maybe that's another reason why there was only one air conditioner. Thank goodness, there was also an outdoor patio although it wasn't all that much cooler outside.
We all wore name tags and there were lots of us whose eyes dropped to the chest first to check out the name before we said hello. After all we didn't want to open mouth & insert foot! Thank goodness I wasn't the only one who was
|Lots of this going on!|
|Ray, showing off the signature blazer|
|Bob and me chatting up fellow band members|
|Ernie directing the group|
|My BIL on the right. He continues to play percussion in a number of jazz groups.|
|Bob getting ratted out for playing the wrong note. Some things never change!|
|How you doing with those bifocals fellas?|
|Thanks, we had a blast!|
|Several of the group from our grad year|
|My forner highschool sweetheart Peter, myself and Bob sporting the famous redcoat|
|All of us who attended the same grade school, Prince of Wales|
|Myself, Ernie, his wife Freda and Bob|
Freda was like a den mother to us on the band trips
I also want to apologize for not responding to some of your comments. It seems that while I'm away and using my mobile browser I can receive emails but I'm not always able to send outgoing mail. I'm not quite sure what's with that!
If you've survived this lengthy post, well done! Hope you are enjoying a good week and I'll touch base with you again soon.