Sunday, January 17, 2010
Sunday night No-G&D post
We went to a wedding yesterday in southern environs of Evilopolis. Sorta made me feel a little more optimistic about the state of the world. Principals were a couple who'd worked at the Vicad with me – a photographer I worked with often and happily, and a sports writer who could write. He was, you will divine from the groom's cake, a UT grad. Burnt orange was prominent in the color theme.
The crowd ranged across the races, and ages were from not-much-past-newborn to people our age and even older. Folks ate well, drank but not too much, danced, and mixed easily. I saw esteemed former colleagues and had a good time talking to a bunch of people, including a 17-year-old boy, who was charming, bright, and interesting, full of enthusiasms and plans. One friend who's been swimming upstream against employment misfortune appears to have found a good job. All in all, I found it a great antidote against the bad news the world offers these days. I appreciate the hope implicit in undertaking matrimony. This past year, several young people we know and love have had babies, and that, too, is a vote for hope.