This should be fun. I get to go to WV and hang out with the over 70 crowd. My husband graduated before I was born, so I will be one of the younger ones there. I am on Viagra alert. Many older guys want a younger woman to carry on there arm. I hate the term trophy wife. I didn’t know Dave’s age when we met. I had assumed he was younger because he was so personable, cool and up to date. He thought I was older, (I am still not flattered that he thought I was 60). Yet I am sure someone with a little liquor in them will announce that Dave brought his trophy wife. Keeping my mouth shut is not one of my strong suits. It is a long car ride home. Maybe I can be entertained by someone throwing out a hip or something. We will be busting a move to In the Mood or Elvis. If they can play some Patsy Cline I might be okay with it. I just hope I don’t have to pay to drink, because the first hand on my butt is going down.