I’m not big on school reunions. Even informal get-togethers for alums who live in my area hold no allure. But on the spur of the moment, I decided to attend an informal meet-and-greet with Tony Featherston, the headmaster, and the senior staff of Elmwood Franklin School, the grade school in Buffalo, NY, I went to a thousand years ago.
I walked into a room full of strangers—oooh, scary—but left feeling like I’d spent an hour-and-a-half with long-lost friends. People are infinitely fascinating, and if we really listen, we find they’re full of surprises. All it takes to make friends out of strangers is honest curiosity—and a willingness to be a little self-revealing. Nothing’s nicer than someone who’s warm-hearted and open to life.