Reunited, and it feels so good

My high school graduating class totaled 200 students, give or take.  Of the 200, three of us had Type 1 diabetes.  I had it the longest, since first grade, and the other two got it sometime around sixth.  It wasn’t something we talked about much – we all were in different social circles, and in those years (teenage years, late 80s/early 90s), diabetes wasn’t something that you wore on your sleeve – literally or figuratively.