A Body Like Yours Oughta Be in Jail

I think you can tell that Susan, Joanne, Lorine, and Ray were having a serious discussion right before this picture was snapped. It concerned Ray’s muscles. For more about Lorine and Ray, you can click to an earlier post.

This morning I picked up the printed souvenir reunion booklets (memory books, gossip notes, glamour shots, bragerrifics, show-em-if-you-got-ems). The first batch is going in the mail today, whatever I can carry to the post office on Dearborn, which is one block from McDonald’s and two blocks from Cold Stone Creamery. Incidentally.