It’s Saturday morning here in Williamstown (your loyal blogger staff never rests!), and the parade is about to start. Jack Phillips’s genius in reunion organizing has come to the for with his choice of warn vests as the class gift. Very snug here with the weather in the 60’s at best. The Great Eph in The Purple Mountain has taken mercy on us by preventing the constantly threatening rain from actually landing on us, so far.

To anyone who couldn’t make it, we wish that you were here.

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