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One of my favorite moments during my 40th high school reunion this weekend was so flickeringly brief that I doubt the other parties even remember it now.
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Begin afresh, afresh, afresh. * * * * When I entered her car last Wednesday morning, my friend’s greeting was, “What a beautiful day.”
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On the eve of 57, no less. * * * * I’ve strolled past enough of life’s temporal landmarks—birthdays that end in zero or five, or the first time someone called me “sir,” or when I turned 28 and AARP “free gift” mailers started to arrive—that I did not think