After coughing up our $15, we were admitted to the Post Office Saloon in the downtown Redding mall and greeted by this SUPER KLASSY sign notifying us we were in the right place.

I shouldn't really complain, though, because I was thrilled our reunion wasn't in some hotel bar or a high school gymnasium.

Thanks, Brian Barner, for organizing -- and for keeping our alma mater safe from reefer madness.