I read over the articles in this issue on teenage spirituality while traveling to my high school reunion in western Pennsylvania. It was a happy coincidence, since a reunion offers a brief reentry to the world of teenage relationships. It is remarkable how the dynamics of personal relations reactivate after half a century.
Two of the classmates I met were friends from church, and part of what we reminisced about was Sunday school, youth fellowship, church basketball and the state of our old congregation.
It is great fun to reconnect with friends who were part of formative teen years, some of whom I hadn’t seen since commencement day. We squinted at name tags through bifocals and told gentle untruths to one another: “You haven’t changed a bit. . . . You look great. . . . I’d recognize you anywhere.” We showed pictures of grandchildren, compared career notes and laughed about experiences we shared years ago.