I attended from 1959-1963. St. Elizabeth Academy was my first choice for high school because
my Aunt Barbara went there and I wanted to follow in her Spalding oxfords. The Sisters of the
Most Precious Blood had founded the school ages before we got there. Most of them had a
quiet charm about them and a smiling continence....except for Sister Edmund.
When you entered as a Freshman you were assigned a "Big Sister," who was a Senior and
knew the score, her way around and and the score. On the first day of school, my big sister,
whose name escaped me now, took me with her to her friend's flat. Well, it was her
family's flat. Now, you'll want to know what a flat is. There are two family flats and four
family flats. The roofs flat, hence the name.
That first day of school was never to be forgotten. There were about ten seniors and four
freshmen. They played music, smoked and drank Coke out of 6 ounce bottles. I was in
heaven. It was the first time I had ever heard the Kingston Trio and the first time I heard
"The Call the Wind Moria." Every thing was beautiful until it was time to leave. I had no
idea where I was or how to get home. I couldn't ask my big sister. She would think I was
L7. So I went to the bus stop and waited for the first bus that came along. (Boys are like
buses, new ones come by every 20 minutes.) Thank goodness the first but was an
"Arsenal" which was the street St. Elizabeth was located.
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