Our lives have taken various turns and detours since we shared a stender in the beis medrash. Some of the turns were predictable; most were not. But as soon as Reuvain and I saw each other at the wedding we picked up exactly where we left off 30 years before.
He asked me about my family and I inquired about his.
We looked at our place cards and realized we were sitting at the same table.
We spoke about our children and their struggles with shidduchim and parnassah over the meat knish with the mushroom sauce.
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