Catalina, my Dad attended Sts. Peter and Paul for grammar school. His parish church was St. Kevin’s in Bernal Heights but it didn’t have a school at that time, so it was down Cortland to catch a few streetcars. He was a year behind the future Governor, though at the grittier Riordan High School, which was literally a reform school the year prior to my Dad’s arrival.
Catalina, my Dad attended Sts. Peter and Paul for grammar school. His parish church was St. Kevin’s in Bernal Heights but it didn’t have a school at that time, so it was down Cortland to catch a few streetcars. He was a year behind the future Governor, though at the grittier Riordan High School, which was literally a reform school the year prior to my Dad’s arrival.
something oddly poetic about that vocab list 😺