Midway through the 60-year reunion, one classmate in a wheelchair had to exit early, saying “I’m sorry but I’m running out of oxygen.” It was a halting reminder: Every life eventually graduates to death, and we’re all running out of oxygen.

Midway through the 60-year reunion, one classmate in a wheelchair had to exit early, saying “I’m sorry but I’m running out of oxygen.” It was a halting reminder: Every life eventually graduates to death, and we’re all running out of oxygen.
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