AFTER

“Oh what a night it was…
The reunion was a success. What that means is, there were many good people who came from near and far, and there were fond memories, as well as the authentic sharing of our “current” selves… At this point, the self-conscious school days are long gone. How lucky we were to be a part of a group of people living rich lives, vast experiences. Many reignited old friendships, and many more created new bonds.

In the words of Simon and Garfunkel,

Time it was and what a time it was, it was
A time of innocence, a time of confidences.
Long ago it must be, I have a photograph.
Preserve your memories; they’re all that’s left you.

It was especially nice to see the teachers from our high school days!
I feel a tremendous gratitude for the "wonder years" I experienced at Radnor Junior High and Radnor High. Today I leave you with an excerpt from a poem I wrote in 1977:

Not to be forgotten
    Pleasures from the treasure chest.
A taste of yesterday
   Blended with the flavor of today.
Shuffling time,
   A favorite game of mine.