Hard to believe that I'm about ready to head out to my 12th NIRI National Conference (www.niri.org). Really? This time, back in Orlando at the JW Marriott Grand Lakes. This time, those of us coming in from Dallas will be insisting on watching the Mavericks play in Game 6 of the NBA Finals.
Talking about old age, we have an intern this summer, Jake Berman. He's a senior at Davidson, is a Phi Delt, is on the baseball team. He's 21 -- that's almost how long it's been since I've been OUT of Davidson. He was born when I was at Davidson. We're talking about going to my 20 year Davidson College alumni reunion next year -- only a couple of weeks after Jake graduates.
We had lunch on Thursday with a fellow Phi Delt, John Walsh (three years my junior, so he only makes me feel slightly older). Started telling stories about "the way things were back then" -- dock stories at Giggy's. Airband. Betty, the Phi Delt "cook." Pig Pickin.' At least Jake was able to say "things haven't changed." That made us feel less old, I think.
I don't feel old. I hope I don't look old (thank goodness for Clairol). But you start looking at twelfth this and twentieth that... the numbers start looking pretty big. Guess I could look at it as -- under 25 years until retirement.