A group of us are on the committee to plan our thirtieth reunion at a little school in Massachusetts
One of our committee suggested we have a band as entertainment on that Saturday night
Rockin’ those 80’s covers all night long
The Buggles
Duran Duran
R.E.M.
Run-D.M.C.
The Talking Heads
New Order
Bon Jovi
These are my people
The school assigns a rep from the Alumni Office to assist each class with planning
A Young Thing who knows not much about our class
We have these reunions every five years
This is our sixth time planning a reunion
We did such a good job with our 25th that now every class behind ours copies our playbook
Well, bless the heart of the Young Thing in the Alumni Office
It has taken three months and twice as many conference calls to move the ball on the band
The trick is that the school with the endowment of over a BILLION dollars will not pay for a band
But no band money
Not a dime
Billions for education, but not one cent for A-ha!
The reunion attendees can fund the cost either divided between all the attendees or a group can step forward and fund the band
On a recent Friday call, I volunteered to contact some classmates about funding the band
We hung up with each other at 3:49 p.m.
By 4:26 p.m., I had secured the funding for the band
Three text messages
One phone call
Two weeks later, we had all made our funding contributions
That’s how devoted we are to each other
That’s how we do it
The Young Thing assigned to help us could not believe how quickly and efficiently we were able to accomplish this feat, which was no feat at all
On another call, a friend called me The Closer
To paraphrase those lads from Oslo, we don’t shy away
My reply, “No, we’re just Gen X. We get [expletive] done”
If you know, you know
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