Princeton's the only university I know of that holds reunions for its graduates of every year, every year. I honestly don't know why the practice isn't more popular. This was my third reunion, and seventh time at Reunions.

	Nassau Hall at night.
	Me and An-Lon, back in Campus Club.
	The Campus pool room, full of alums.
	The Band party was rockin' so hard that the room was shaking, which explains the blurriness.
	Jon is the only thing holding up this tent.
	At the Wildcats' alumnae arch sing. I tried to get a photo with Kate's mouth at its widest. I came only moderately close.
	There were many, many alumnae present.
	"It's been eight years, guys. I don't remember this solo at all."
	Yes she did.
	Adam shows off his Band chevron.
	The Band's Fred E. Fox '39 Memorial Concert.
	Band alumni, "goin' back..."
	The beginning of Children of Sanchez, the greatest song EVER. I took up glockenspiel in order to play this song. The framed sheet music hangs over my bed.
	The end of Children of Sanchez, the greatest song EVER. I wish you could hear the music over the cheering.
	Uchenna Ukaegbu, president-for-life of the Funny Last Names Club.
	Jim and Karin, in full "Sur-Five-Or" regalia.
	Becca and Josh.
	Chris and Sarah, at the Band Reunions tent..
	The P-Rade is always a highlight. I always get sunburned and dehydrated, and this year was no disappointment.
	The Band marches at the beginning of the P-Rade ... and at the end ... and this year, also in the middle.
	The oldest class present. Imagine being your own 80th Reunion everywhere you went.
	The notorious steam-powered-pipe-organ-mobile.
	Get bitten by the Tiger Bug. Or something.
	I love this band. I dearly envy their uniforms.
	This will be me in a few years.
	We're not your grandfather's marching band.
	My favorite of all of Princeon's gargoyles, the Literate Ape.

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