When he and I were in high school, the big thing was the monthly coffee house, hosted by the English teacher. Plenty of coffee, comedy skits, poetry and music.
He said he was coming to AC and wanted to get the coffee house clique back together for a night at the Irish Pub. I told him I'd be there for it, but more than half the clique is scattered over nine states.
He pulled it off. I got there and the room was totally packed. People I hadn't seen in ages were there. That included the English teacher. They came in on buses, they flew... whatever it took and showed up for this. Yeah... This pal is still popular.
I guess they're all getting old. The first hour was like a rerun of the coffee house. Between three guitars, a steel guitar, a kazoo and a mandolute, we sat around singing the same songs that were made just for the old gatherings. But, then the beer sank in and there were only three sober guys in the room. Just what I was waiting for, they starting making up new and original songs right on the spot. Now, I can't sing or play, but it's fun to be with people who can. I'll be adding more people to FB later.