I found this title slide in my bedroom at my parent’s house today. It’s from a slideshow I put on my for my best friends in the summer of 1992. All I remember is that I presented the slideshow on what I seem to recall was the last Friday night before we all went our separate ways for college. We all met up at my house, watched the slideshow in my room (to a soundtrack that included Bruce Hornsby, and of course raucous cheers at each slide), ate at what was then an upscale restaurant (Picadilly) and then went out to drive aimlessly around the streets of Wichita for a few hours. We ended the evening going to an establishment that we had always talked about going to (it’s no longer around) called Fat Daddy’s. We were all pretty straight-laced kids and I can assure you nothing illegal occurred, although I walked out of Fat Daddy’s with hands-down the best story to tell from it. Halcyon days for sure.
