St.Stanislaus 150 YEARS YOUNG.

I’ve never been to a reunion. Just imagine after over 40 years meeting classmates who one may not even recognize. And so much water has passed under the bridge, people have changed. But we will have one thing in common and that is the fact that we were all once upon a time students of…

I was all of five years old when my Mom took me to this school in the evening, holding my hand. In her other hand she held a metal trunk and a bedroll under her arm. The very tall church and buildings seemed to zoom into the sky as I scanned the surroundings. We were…

In St. Stanislaus High School, then as perhaps now, there were boys from all communities and we were peaceful. Typical competitive behavior was but natural as in any other school. The typical school day began with the prayer in the shed (as we called it then – the space between the stationary and the Donnelly…

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More names keep popping in my head. There was Thomas Marshal, who I know became a really good commercial artist. Then there was Reggie, who I thought looked always very sleepy. There were the brothers Sabu and Franklin. Both were hansome, one was short and stocky and the other was thin and taller. Now come…

‘Tis hard to imagine the medicine man old and infirm on a bed.In this child’s eyes all was well for Joe was his Peter Pan! Hard to imagine the medicine man with heart so large and full of love, old and infrm on a bed a battle weary hero whose had enough. Imagine the medicine…