{"id":579,"date":"2009-10-18T04:00:00","date_gmt":"2009-10-18T08:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/?p=579"},"modified":"2016-05-11T11:29:19","modified_gmt":"2016-05-11T15:29:19","slug":"soggy-homecoming","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/?p=579","title":{"rendered":"Soggy Homecoming"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-family:verdana;\">Saturday, I went to a homecoming party hosted by my college social fraternity at my Alma Mater.  Man, what a wet and miserable day.  But at least it was only rain, and not snow as has been falling unusually early north of me.<\/p>\n<p>I regret that I couldn&#8217;t ride my Harley to the fraternity house.  It would have been easier to find a place to park, and &#8220;cooler&#8221; to arrive on such a ride.  However, when it was only 43\u00b0F (6\u00b0C), raining, and with lots of wet leaves on the ground, even this hard-core biker knew his limits.<\/p>\n<p>It was interesting to meet the new guys and to celebrate the rechartering of my old college fraternity which had closed in the &#8217;90s and only recently was rechartered.  They were friendly, greeted me warmly, and were deferential to this &#8220;old alum&#8221; by bringing me a burger and a Coke and making sure I was comfortable and welcomed.<\/p>\n<p>I realized, though, how much I&#8217;ve changed, or should I say what the generation gap displayed.  The guys were  texting or had  cell phones joined-at-the-ear.  They had  on rap music, and talked about their &#8220;techno rave&#8221; they had the night before and how much fun they had.  I&#8217;m glad they had fun, though I told my partner when I came home that such an activity would not have been something I would have liked to do when I was their age.  I guess I was born old.<\/p>\n<p><a onblur=\"try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_yytsDp42pSs\/StnBN1XlW-I\/AAAAAAAABu0\/DlHxxEuPFmw\/s1600-h\/Nleather09.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 251px;\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_yytsDp42pSs\/StnBN1XlW-I\/AAAAAAAABu0\/DlHxxEuPFmw\/s320\/Nleather09.jpg?w=584\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393554472161336290\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a>How was I dressed?  Well, unfortunately, all of the shirts and t-shirts that had my college fraternity name or logo on them are long-gone, so I wore a black shirt, leather vest, a pair of leather jeans and Chippewa Hi-Shine boots.  As usual, no one said a thing about the leather.  (I repeat this because some guys who read this blog and continue to tell me that they are concerned about wearing leather in public.  Honestly, <i>it is no big deal!  Nobody cares!<\/i>)<\/p>\n<p>Life is short:  renew the spirit and enjoy your memories (while doing it in leather and boots!)<br \/><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Saturday, I went to a homecoming party hosted by my college social fraternity at my Alma Mater. Man, what a wet and miserable day. But at least it was only rain, and not snow as has been falling unusually early &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/?p=579\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-579","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-home-life"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/579","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=579"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/579\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=579"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=579"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=579"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}