Class of '66 luncheon at le Hotel Sofitel

At high noon, Tuesday, a half dozen courageous members of the Jefferson High Class of 1966 gathered at the Hotel Sofitel in Bloomington for a nosh and a visit. The gathering would have been twice the size, but a mild snowfall caused half of the intendees to wimp out.
Survivors included Sheri Platto, Al Verpy, Ric Beresford, Jerry Teeson, Sam Rolfsrud, Sharon Cassida, Carol Engstrom, Bob Lange and this noteless reporter.
Historic photos of the special event were captured in Beresford's skinny digital camera, but so far none have been submitted, so apparently they're still being developed at Beresford's drug store.
Snow fell outside the windows of this exclusive, snotty French hotel in suburban Minneapolis, creating a parking lot of nearby I-494. Nonetheless, the brave class alumni soldiered on, telling tales of adventures past (the identity of Ole's accidental arsonist was revealed), speculating on the whereabouts of some classmates and memorializing those who have passed on.
A few, like Bobby Johnson, simply called in with their regrets, he with serpentine explanations of why he hadn't joined these hardy folks who had just barely missed out on being members of the vaunted "Class of 1965." The cellphone with his voice on it was politely passed around the table, much like the bread, butter and rolls.
Jerry Teeson shared his heartwarming story of being reunited with his birth parent; Sharon Cassida said that reuniting with her child was no Oprah Winfrey experience, but satisfying, nonetheless. Verpy, a honcho now with UPS, gave his best assessment of current market conditions and an estimate of the return of real estate values. Beresford, the banker, struggled to reconcile the Sofitel bill, despite his French-Canadian advantage. In the spirit of the season, a large tip was left for the service person.
Carol Engstrom told of her delightful family Christmas with her sister Linda in Alexandria, also revealing that she favors pre-buttered and pre-sugared lefse on a holiday buffet.
The class came to order just long enough to move that this humble JHS Boomer Blog be declared to be the official web site of the Class of 1966. There being no objections, or alternative possibilities, the motion carried.
The Class of 1966 is most wistful and hopeful that a reunion in its honor will somehow materialize at some future undetermined date, they're just not sure how that is going to happen.
Solveig started telling a tale about a younger brother running barefoot in the snow, but was interrupted by her prideful elder who was concerned that the diners might get the impression that the Rolfsruds grew up without owning shoes.
Lang left for the law office, vowing to attend the next such gathering.
These events occur with great regularity. Should you desire to attend one yourself, you're most welcome, just contact the trailboss, as he is now the official Class of 1966 blogmaster and stenographer, and he'll put you in touch with the Messers Beresford or Teeson.
Oh. And have a very Happy New Year.