Lanie and I went back to Atlanta the last weekend of September for my 20th reunion. The crew has been planning this for several months and it turned out better than expected. We had 8 show up along with their significant others, but unfortunately we had a man down – Barrett Simmons, MIA.
We got into town Thursday afternoon and stayed at Scott and Allison’s. We saw Todd and PJ and little Delavie (Allison) for a bit, then we went to dinner with Tim, Dawn and Zach as well as Frog - he had no gas to sell ;). We went back to the house and watched USC lose to Oregon State, much to Allison’s pleasure.
On Friday we had a BBQ over at Fillmore’s house. Well, I guess you could say we bought some BBQ and brought it back. We went to get some charcoal at the store, but found a little BBQ place in the Chevron station that smelled too good to pass up. We told him we were about to cookout our selves and he said "Boy, you about to mess up some food!" After a 12 pack and about 10 minutes (I am sure Todd will tell you it was like an hour) we got our food and headed home, and it was definitely worth the wait. Todd, PJ, Tim, Scott, Jeff and Todd Piper were there to goof around. We tried calling the Lee brothers, but they were just too busy to come by. After we got our fill, we headed down to The Glenn Hotel.
We went across the street from the hotel for a little dinner and tried the ‘eat and run’, but the cops surrounded the place so Delavie had to pay. We went back to the hotel and made a couple stiffies and headed up to the roof bar and hung out for the rest of the night. PJ and I put Jeff in a cab about 2:30am then headed up to the bar for one last drink.
Saturday we went to the CNN center for lunch and ran into a character when leaving. Angela thought it was the funniest thing, this guy asking the 2 stingiest people for some spare change - "I'm starving my ass off! God damn white folk can't give me no change!" After lunch we hung out at a new sports bar called Stats while trying to cure our hangovers with nachos and beer. We headed back to the room to get ready to meet in the lobby at 5:30. The limo bus picked us up at 6:30, and we headed to Roswell Mill for the reunion. We had a few set backs on the way there, but it all worked out in the end. It was a good night! There is nothing like rolling up to the reunion with 8 good friends from 20+ years ago. We did our mingling and talking to people we remembered and some we didn’t, but overall it was great to see so many familiar faces. Check out the pictures below…
Willy (Limo Driver): What the hell you need ball bearings for?
Fletch (TA): Awww, come on guys, it's so simple maybe you need a refresher course. [leans arm on hot engine part, then jumps away] Heyya! It's all ball bearings nowadays. Now you prepare that Fetzer valve with some 3-in-1 oil and some gauze pads, and I'm gonna need 'bout ten quarts of anti-freeze, preferably Prestone. No, no make that Quaker State.
After the reunion we headed back to the hotel and went up to the roof bar again. We had a few drinks, watched Jeff pass out (as usual - see spring break '88), and put him in a cab again around 2:00am. He was lucky he didn't get the shaving creme treatment! TA had a suite, so we headed down there, and then finally went to bed about 4:30am. It was a long night but we had a great time.
Sunday we went over the CNN center for a little lunch (once again) then back to Scott’s house to laze around. After we watched the Charger game, we headed to Waffle House for a little dinner with Scott and Allison. We hopped on a plane Monday morning and took the rest of the week to recover.
All and all, it was a great time spent with great friends. I wish we didn’t all live so far away, and could make a get together like this a regular occurrence.
From Young Guns back in 1988 - Charley Bowdre said when he decides to ride with his outlaw gang rather than stay with his bride on his wedding night – "It ain't easy having pals."