I just emailed my nephew to make sure that upon his arrival in Abilene that he scopes out the nearest liquor store, because I suspect we're gonna need it.
Until last night, I had completely forgotten that back in 2001 when we went to the last reunion in Abilene, one night at the hotel we were walking by the pool when we noticed a few of the octogenerians swimming. Naked.
I'm surprised I didn't get post-traumatic stress syndrome from seeing that bounty of flesh. Ye gods.
Here's to an uneventful trip, no naked people, and a liquor store within walking distance of the hotel!