On Saturday, the boys gathered on Bear Hill in Central Park. Here are David, Joe, C, Nick, Jeff, Craig, Chris, Mike & Chris.
Others arrived later. The Pino Grigian Sprite was most quaffable.
Some are born raconteurs.
Others are born to dance. (And he had the best line of the afternoon, after having had his fill of Joe describing the perfect Jewish husband that is somewhere out there: “Well you just saddle up your unicorn and find him for me.”)
Still others are born just to love, as is evidenced by this photo made by Dr. Jeff of two guys who settled near our group, having just met in the Ramble.