Reunion reckoning

What a difference 33 years make! The gathering for my college class that I attended a week ago was full of hugs and laughter, but more importantly, it was an embodiment of the dramatic changes that the country has witnessed in that time.

I was not yet 16 when I first met them, and in the four ensuing years they became the elder sisters and brothers I never had.

I'm talking about my undergraduate class, which reconvened last weekend after a separation of 33 years.