02-04-2014, 06:12 PM
I remember being profoundly sad, too--as it turns out, I may not have been sad enough--life has been pretty good to me, but I haven't worn a tux to basketball games, or run for office, or directed a play, or run through a glass door since I was an undergrad. Good times, good times...
As an '85er, I was very glad that I didn't have to parse scarce tix out among divided family members. We were one of--if not the first-- class to graduate from the stadium.
I have a vague memory of Cuomo catching a champagne cork, but none of the sash incident referenced above.
As an '85er, I was very glad that I didn't have to parse scarce tix out among divided family members. We were one of--if not the first-- class to graduate from the stadium.
I have a vague memory of Cuomo catching a champagne cork, but none of the sash incident referenced above.
