Just some comments on what interactions occurred at this event, which was at the Cornell Club. I could not make myself not think that a dude from the class of 1968, the year I was born, must have been old enough to be my father, and that because of this on some transcentemporal level that must be exactly who he was. He would have probably been 18 in 1968, making it possible he could have fathered someone my age, but even if he did the offspring obviously was not me. Dah.