Six Decades

 In another two years it will be six decades since I left St Stanislaus High School for good. As I stood with my box and bedding in the shed as we called that large space downstairs, I bid farewell to other boarders who passed by me.  In retrospect, I was both sad and glad. This had been my home for almost a dozen years. During my stay as I grew up with almost 200 other boarders, I learned to be independant, resourceful, tough, and to some extent disciplined. 

I took a sabbathical from this group of Alumni and now am back to observe what other more recent ex students are doing. Its a pleasure to be a part of this SSESA.

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