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The past year I attended my high school (Fenger ’53) 50th reunion. What fun. Looking at my old classmates, I didn’t see any gray hair or double chins. For that evening we were all teenagers again–girls in ponytails wearing poodle skirts and guys in leather jackets and DA haircuts. Of course, it was all in our minds, but for one evening, time had stood still.
