On Saturday, five buddies and I played some hoops at our old high school. We felt a little old for the obvious reasons - young kids roaming the halls, letter jackets with "11" on them, tiring out early, etc. But that's not the amusing part of this tale. Following our three-on-three session, five of us went out for lunch.We're only 30 years old (one of us is 31 or "nearly 35," as the waitress said), but our lunch chat included (1) shake-your-head discussion of kids these days and (2) a comparison of physical ailments and talk about cancer. It felt like we suddenly jumped from 25 to 70 years old. Depressing.
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