The Bright Side.
I've always tried to look on the bright side. Tonight my daughter came home in tears. She had been working a church charity event to help the less fortunate, at which she lost her UCLA sweatshirt to someone who mistakenly thought it was an item to be donated. I gave her this sweatshirt for Christmas and she wears it almost every day to school. Since her dad is a Bruin twice over (BA and MFA), I think it's VERY meaningful to her. As she sat there crying, I tried to make her feel better. "Look on the bright side," I said, after assuring her I would replace it. "That's one less person wearing a USC sweatshirt in Los Angeles." This made her smile.
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All's Well That Ends Bruin
Stopped in Westwood after work today and bought the replacement sweatshirt. All is right in my daughter’s world again. Now I just have to make sure her grades continue going well so she has a chance of becoming a member of the class of ’22.
Class of what?
22? Is that counting in dog years or something? That’s FIFTY-ONE years after I graduated.
I had a nce game of golf today (finished with seven pars in a row), came home and baked a million cookies for Mrs. Fox 71’s bridge tournament tomorrow, watched an unwatchable basketball game (for a while before I turned on Lawrence Welk highlights (more entertaining, to be candid.) Then I hear something about the Class of "22, and I now realize that I may not last out the week. I am beyone geezerdom, and I don’t even know what that status is. Thank you, FilmBruin, for making me realize just how old old is.
Fox, it's the golf
I go down to the local store every few days and on weekends there’s a nice kid, 20 something, that’s behind the counter. He always ask’s how I’m doing and usually I’m there after a Sat. Bruin’s game. Hence you know the answer. Turns out he’s a ‘03 and ’04 UCLA computer science grad(think he helps the family out with the store). I told him that I’m a 1982 grad; he said that he was born that year. I of course thanked him for making me feel really old.
P.S. At least the step-daughter was born the year after I graduated. :)
Geezer in training.
My Own Class Of '22
still points out SUC shirts and says “Look Dad, yuck!” I use it as an opportunity to remind her to always study hard so she won’t have to settle for some place like that.

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