Gala Ball
The gala ball at the Adam’s Mark Hotel for the cancer society was a huge black-tie affair. I hadn’t wanted to go in the first place, the idea of spending the evening with a bunch of folks who where there to be seen just grated on me. I didn’t mind the tuxedo, I had always enjoyed the dressing up part, I just couldn’t stand the type of people generally forced upon me at these affairs. The news that I was going alone due to a sick elder Aunt was the frosting on the cake. I was then reminded how...