I RECENTLY SPENT A LONG WEEKEND IN CONNECTICUT, re-connecting with the far-flung classmates at my 40th  Yale reunion.  Normally, when I go to such events, I try not to have any great expectations.  No expectations, no disappointments. Of course, with no expectations, I was rewarded with the unexpected: a medley of enjoyable and sometimes inspiring conversations, not only with the people I ate meals with every day four decades ago, but with others I knew casually—and even some I never knew. It[...]
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