Parents of college students and others

I didn't know them, but they were chatting 6 inches from my table at the coffee shop. Each had a child in college so they were catching up. "How'd she like Auburn?" the woman asked. "Oh, she loved the school; didn't like the south," he replied. "A different culture. And there's a boyfriend back home." Ah, so that's it.

At another table I saw a young man, maybe 13-14 sitting with his parents. He was trying very hard to ignore them. That's important at that age--how well I remember.

Chatted a bit with our former choir director. He was up early to pick up coffee for a busload going to Pennsylvania for a water polo meet. I knew nothing about that sport--except that they don't use horses--so he explained it to me. It's all done while treading water! His granddaughter is on the team. Sounds really rough--especially the boy's version.