Reunions is upon us and in less than a week my classmates and I will truly be alumni. But before that happens, we get to be reminded of just what being an alum means.
- Wearing ridiculous orange and black outfits. The more prints and plaids combined on one body, the more points the God of Princeton (the same God who went to Princeton) gives you.
- Amassing enough wealth to be able to afford to paint a Porsche or BMW orange and black and only driving it one weekend a year.
- Looking back proudly on the way things used to be, whether you graduated in 1938, 1958, 1983, 1998 or 2007.
- Admiring the great things the University has done since you left, whether you graduated in 1938, 1958, 1983, 1998 or 2007.
- Wishing you could come back and do it all again –– except maybe not the thesis, JPs, class papers, exams and general intermittent malaise.
- Being reminded by the Alumni Association, the development office, President Tilghman, your class officers and so many others to pour a financial gift small or large into the University's coffers.
- Relishing the tremendous spectacle of Reunions a little more with the passing of every year.
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