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Cal: O, Youth!

Let's drink a toast as each of us recalls
Ivy-covered professors in ivy-covered halls . . . .

        -- Tom Lehrer, "Bright College Days"

Oski Scheduled to be out of town for depositions in San Francisco yesterday, I took the excuse to run north early for a Sunday afternoon with my old school chum Rick Coencas.  We revisited, for the first time in decades, our haunts in and around our beloved University of California, Berkeley.    (Albeit I am no particular follower of college football, I cannot but boast that at this moment Cal towers undefeated in conference play, #1 in the Pac-10 Standings and, glory be, #8 in the BCSGo Bears!)

Having no time to prepare a report of my own, I refer you to Rick's version, which comes complete with loverley photos and a title drawn from a poor joke that I made while we ambled through a fog of reminiscence toward Sather Gate.



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