happy new year

My marvelous group of “olde” school pals – the 66ers – involve ourselves in some wonderful and varied conversations, some deep, some less so. Recently, a couple of us were chatting about the cars our dads drove and I chose to pass along some ensuing facts in my blog. Surprise: someone out there actually thinks I was writing about them. (OK Weird Al Yankovic, y’er on”: “You’re so vain, I bet you think this blog is about you, you’re so vain…)
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Anyway, as we approach the end of the year, it does serve to remind me of the deep friendships which are so important. The 5 of us “66ers” were all good buds back in the day when we graduated from Grade 13 (yeah, well, unless you were there, you’ll have to look it up: actually happened!). And as we’ve re-collided over time with even stronger bonds, it’s been wonderful, just adding to the strength of my personal relationships, family and close friends.
As for 2023: let’s be sure it’s healthy, happy and harmonious!
Cheers,
PJ

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