A simple text message began it all.
You want to go to Davis's Homecoming game Friday night?
Sounds like fun.
And so, at 6pm last night I met Bob at the baseball facility to get ready for a party. This week is Homecoming and it's also the week of the Davis High Class of 1985's thirty-year reunion. The party at the game was in connection with their reunion, but basically all Davis High alumni were invited.
We had snacks and drinks, people came and went and came back again. I took a few pictures. The Davis Darts played the Vikings of Viewmont. Thirty years ago I lived in the boundaries of Davis High. Today that same house is now in Viewmont's boundaries so my neighbors were rooting for the other team.
I met some new people and connected with friends long past. And the gave came down to the final play with the Darts prevailing in a thriller. Sitting in that box, it brought back a lot of memories, back when the Friday night football gave was SO important, and not necessarily because of what happened on the field. Last night was kind of like that, too.