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Jon Bittinger
Nobu: I must be on Island Time... Well, crap...my wife wishes I kept it up...but no. When we take a Cruise, we find a Dance Band and, well, maybe don't "cut a rug" so much as kick a few folds in it..! But we enjoy it... I do want to take some classes to learn more sequences... We met some younger folks from Greece and Italy on a Cruise this past Thanksgiving...now they were wild...but brought us out of our shell a bit, which was energizing. I'll keep you informed on our progress...
Yes, I heard that Lisa became an M.D. as you confirm it, I'm both surprised and not... I bet she does a great job of it... Where'd she go to Undergrad/Grad school(s)..? I ask because my first Kent State roomie ended up a Doctor...he was an Aerospace major as my roommate. We'd drive to Dayton Ohio to visit his Mom, she had her own dialysis machine but was slowly dying of kidney failure. I know this was influential on his change of career paths. That year, however, was my introduction rabblerousing, not unlike the St. Adalberts boy's antics as I've read above.
Other than picking well-coordinated street fights (I was the exclusive 'Driver', staying sober & judging when to "Git the boys rounded up & out of Dodge" before the police showed up OR some really got hurt bad... We did a routine pass down "Drill Hill". Basically, we'd have all the guys in the car at the top of the (Drill) hill. One guy was left at the bottom to be ready to wave us off in case traffic became an issue. Then, motor off, out of gear...we'd plummet down the hill, screaming all the way...the point...uh, supposedly to hit some new ultimate speed record. I just know I was scared because with the frakus going on in the car, I knew no one was really paying much attention to our downhill scout. Youth......
Give my regards to Lisa...tell her "well done".
Scott
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