The old days

I liked it once upon a time when an organization would make all the arrangements for its members for a convention. The members paid one price for travel and hotel and the local members would travel as a group. We even had clothes that identified who we were so you could tell there were a lot of us, kinda like wearing Kimberly shirts. Man, those were the days. There is nothing like that kind of collectivism to boost morale and forge strong bonds of fellowship. Kinda like the Boy Scout Jamboree, except this was Japanese Buddhism.