My husband and I were sitting at a table at my 50th high school reunion, and I kept staring at a drunken man swigging his drink, as he sat alone at a nearby table.
My husband asks, ‘Do you know him?’
‘Yes,’ I sighed. ‘He’s my old boyfriend. I understand he started drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear he hasn’t been sober since.’
‘My God!’ says my husband. ‘Who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?’