I was at my 25th High School reunion last night at Polytechnic School. I always knew that place was special, filled with wicked smart people and amazing faculty. I was lucky to have gone there. Seeing so many old friends, swapping stories of glories past, it does get one into quite a melancholy place, in a good way.
Hence the early morning Pasadena gloom out the window feels just about right to illustrate the sentiment. Thanks, Poly, for putting on such a nice night. The map below shows the middle school, but scroll down a block to see the high school and the field where we played soccer and football (not always well).