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 😺
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