My forty-fifth anniversary of graduating Ligonier Valley High School (1966) is upon me and I cannot go. The President threatened my retirements and Social Security and the Markets are down and it is no time to sell, and I don't like TSA looking at my fat naked body. I also like carrying my own firearm, I like my home and I was at the dinner five years ago and found everyone older than I remembered them, but just as nice as they have always been.
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