The 8th Annual TCC Finishers Reunion (& Pub Crawl)

See that giant wooden Texas there? Last year, I signed the front of it. This my first year of signing the back. The year you finish, you sign on the front in the county you finished in. Had I thought about it at the time, I might not have made Dallas my last county. Every year after that, you sign it on the back along with all the other finishers in attendance. Talk was circulating that, in the eighth year with so many people having completed it, what will be done when it’s full? Sure, there’s probably years or even a decade before that’s even an issue, but there was talk that a second Texas might be hinged onto the back so the entire thing opens like a book. I doubt that will really happen, but it’s fun to think about it becoming some kind of accordion that opens up each year. But that wasn’t the important bit. The important bit was the beer and blue shirts, my own not least among them!

And even more importantly, I got to see one more person join the assemblage.

Wall77 joined the hallowed assemblage at the Reunion. Unfortunately, there was far less to-do over this one than the others because there was already so much going on at the moment with the new people signing the board and the old finishers talking and the entirety of it all. And there was a lot. We talked and laughed (and drank, in some cases) late into the evening. In the end, I ended up sitting with other people while a Beatles cover band cranked out some tunes for us. But all good things come to an end. I had to get back to Eastland to do a little writing (and have one more white Russian) before getting some sleep. There was one last day of activities and I had to be there to help with…