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Recently a very old school friend got in touch via this website and we've been catching up. Who's done what, who's dead, who's fallen off the radar screen, who surprised everyone by pulling a rabbit out of their life's hat and become a success. The reason he made contact was to invite me to a school reunion this summer, but reunions have never interested me. I like my memories as they are, like thousand year old insects preserved whole in amber. Old loves and grudges, the way things smelled that day out on the boat, or the strong metallic taste of fear in the mouth when we got caught stealing. Maybe it wasn't that way at all. Maybe these memories are entirely wrong and I have been distorting them for decades. But most antique dealers will tell you never to clean up or polish old metal because the patina that has built up on the surface over the years greatly enhances the look of the piece. So too with many memories, I believe.
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