Privately-in-Public and Not Publicly-in-Private.
       

Not for any class reunions but for these will I sign up instantly—

The reunion of each who has lost a jelly sandal to Lake Trasimeno and hopped on sand.

The reunion of each who has heard the noon siren and seen emergency exits open to a last moment in the mind's eye.

The reunion of each who has seen the broken bottle of apple juice on the Stop and Shop linoleum and passed by.

The reunion of each who has smelled the Depression under the "Trenton Makes /The World Takes" bridge. And then what?

The reunion of each who would taste togetherness like a life reviewed one more time.

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