As we drove around Palo Alto, I asked Emma if she remembered any of what we were seeing. She didn't but promised to let us know when she recognized something. Turning onto Palm Drive she exclaimed with excitement from the back seat, "Mom!! I remember this!" Her little voice sounded out exactly what Doug and I were feeling: Everything took us back to our time here, to our dynamic experience at Stanford.
Not only did we get to see fellow Fellows from our year (about 12 of us), but fellows from other years that we knew from Seattle. The sun was shining, the kids could run around and Doug and I got to reconnect with kindred spirits.
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