Not Really A Game, A Wish

Remember playing the “Dinner Guest” game? We played at work the other day. Pretend you can have six people at your dinner party. You are not counted as one of the six. You may invite three deceased persons and three living persons, for your total of seven, counting yourself. There were a couple of guests that came easily, but I’ve been thinking about the entire gathering today.

I guess sitting at my table, I’d invite Jesus Christ, because I have so many questions to ask him. I’d invite my Aunt Neva, because I’d like to have one last meal with her. I’d ask for George Gershwin, because I’d like him to play “Rhapsody in Blue” for me.

Of the presently living guests, I’d ask for President George W Bush and my parents, Billy and Patty. Frankly, I’d like to do a list of about twenty guests, because six is just not enough to do justice to the exercise.