Ode to First 4 Silver

It certainly is a dreary day

when we have to go our separate way

after four years of happiness and pain,

after all those losses and those gains

after those friendships and hardships

after those successes and those slips.

Twenty five years have elapsed since then

for PSG Tech ’84 brethren.

As waves of nostalgia crash upon the

ocean of thoughts now, First 4 Silver, the

successful unique reunion

has most definitely achieved its mission

by bringing together so many,

nearly a hundred batchmates and family.

The Herculean tasks of oiling rusty

links and forging new ones, dusting musty

autograph books and contacting one

and all, planning the show and the fun

was accomplished by the skilled alumni

Kudos! to those who pushed these dreams sky high.

Yet the day for them to separate

is at hand again. But with batchmates

exchanging contacts and emails now.

it is fairly evident to all by now,

it is not the mere beginning of the end,

rather it is the dawn of a fresh beginning.

....written for my dad at his silver jubilee college reunion