St. George Greek Orthodox Church, Ocean Township, New Jersey
As I was taking a shortcut home yesterday through the Township of Ocean, I noticed that a local Greek Orthodox Church was having their annual “Greek Festival.” I told Jersey Shore Fightin’ Texas Aggie Ring ’84 that we were going to go to the festival.
Aggie Ring said, “Greek Festival? Will there be sorority girls?” I laughed and told Aggie Ring, “No, that was way back when you were an Aggie Ring in a Greek fraternity at Texas A&M in the Greek system and we wore a pledge pin on our Aggie Corps uniform. These are real Greeks.” Aggie Ring said, “That fraternity stuff was all fine until those two Waggie gals dimed us out at that Corps dining in for wearing the fraternity pin on our dress uniform.” I replied, “Oh? You didn’t seem to mind going to the grog bowl.”
Aggie Ring sighed and said, “Oh, I remember all of the socials at the bars in College Station that we had with the Aggie sorority girls and the BBQs with our fraternity brothers from the University of Texas.”
“Well,” I told Aggie Ring, “Where there are real Greeks, there’s going to be something good to eat.” Aggie Ring didn’t seem to have a problem with that. Aggie Ring started with the grilled octopus (xταπόδι-σχάρας) and then moved on to a couple of skewers of pork souvlaki and a Greek salad.
After Aggie Ring ’84 and I finished, we had a Turkish coffee. As we were enjoying the incredibly wonderful weather and low humidity, Aggie Ring said to me, “You know, sometimes I think that I’m the luckiest Aggie Ring in the world because I live on the Jersey Shore.”
Who am I to argue with an Aggie Ring? Living on the Jersey Shore sure as hell beats running over armadillos or tipping cows back in Texas.
#AggieRing #TexasAggie #AggiesEverywhere
St. George Greek Orthodox Church, Ocean Township, New Jersey
As I was taking a shortcut home yesterday through the Township of Ocean, I noticed that a local Greek Orthodox Church was having their annual “Greek Festival.” I told Jersey Shore Fightin’ Texas Aggie Ring ’84 that we were going to go to the festival.
Aggie Ring said, “Greek Festival? Will there be sorority girls?” I laughed and told Aggie Ring, “No, that was way back when you were an Aggie Ring in a Greek fraternity at Texas A&M in the Greek system and we wore a pledge pin on our Aggie Corps uniform. These are real Greeks.” Aggie Ring said, “That fraternity stuff was all fine until those two Waggie gals dimed us out at that Corps dining in for wearing the fraternity pin on our dress uniform.” I replied, “Oh? You didn’t seem to mind going to the grog bowl.”
Aggie Ring sighed and said, “Oh, I remember all of the socials at the bars in College Station that we had with the Aggie sorority girls and the BBQs with our fraternity brothers from the University of Texas.”
“Well,” I told Aggie Ring, “Where there are real Greeks, there’s going to be something good to eat.” Aggie Ring didn’t seem to have a problem with that. Aggie Ring started with the grilled octopus (xταπόδι-σχάρας) and then moved on to a couple of skewers of pork souvlaki and a Greek salad.
After Aggie Ring ’84 and I finished, we had a Turkish coffee. As we were enjoying the incredibly wonderful weather and low humidity, Aggie Ring said to me, “You know, sometimes I think that I’m the luckiest Aggie Ring in the world because I live on the Jersey Shore.”
Who am I to argue with an Aggie Ring? Living on the Jersey Shore sure as hell beats running over armadillos or tipping cows back in Texas.
#AggieRing #TexasAggie #AggiesEverywhere