Navigating the past turned out to be a dry run

With long-ago friends coming from various directions, I recently hosted a partial class reunion with kids I'd last known in 1976. We'd been together in Enrichment classes, and had splintered off to many high schools and later, even more countries. That's a lot of wrinkles under the bridge.

Navigating the past turned out to be a dry run

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