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Frederick Buechner talks about looking back at high school years. He remembered what all his classmates hoped and dreamed of becoming. "In my class, as at any school," he says, "there were students who had a real talent for something. Maybe it was for writing or acting or sports. Maybe it was an interest and a joy in working with people. Sometimes it was just their capacity for being so alive that made you more alive to be with them. Yet now, a good many years later, I have the feeling that more than just a few of them are spending their lives at work in which none of these gifts is being used."