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Class Reunion

I walk the hallways Of this place that nurtured youth Echoes of the past The sights, sounds and the laughter Ripe with possibilities For the Echoes contest 12/14/15

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James Fraser

Date: 12/16/2015 2:29:00 PM

An occasion captured wonderfully in your words Barbara ~~ James ~~ :)

Maurice Rigoler

Date: 12/15/2015 10:19:00 PM

Nicely worded, Barbara. I never go to my class reunions for fear of what I might see there or I might not be recognized! / Best to you. / M

Frederic Parker

Date: 12/14/2015 6:27:00 PM

You make it seem like fun..After reading this I wished I had gone to at least one.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 12/14/2015 8:37:00 AM

wow, you chose a brilliant way to do that topic. Clever lady. Hope this one wins

Keith Bickerstaffe

Date: 12/14/2015 8:04:00 AM

'...ripe with possibilities,' and so many more excellent phrases B.G. A beautiful piece! Best wishes, Keith