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Back on the golf course, I used to have a traditional back-to-school party for my friends and me every year. Because I apparently had nothing better to do with my time and focus, I’d have Cranes invitations printed, would dress in my finest floral dress or suit, and welcome 15-30 girls into my parents’ house, where we’d all toast one another with sparkling grape juice and feast on chicken salad with dill and baked brie and things like that.