May 12, 2023
The last reunion I attended was my 20-year in 1996. I found myself in a room full of strangers with little to talk about. With my 50th looming in the next few years, I am debating about attending. My wife feels like I do.
The last reunion I attended was my 20-year in 1996. I found myself in a room full of strangers with little to talk about. With my 50th looming in the next few years, I am debating about attending. My wife feels like I do.
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