tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35239384.post429947632116137284..comments2007-04-07T21:06:08.306-05:00Tom O'Toolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08154253631377217778noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35239384.post-26196936911852569122007-04-07T20:15:00.000-05:002007-04-07T20:15:00.000-05:00I am a Christian Brothers boy, too. SHOW ME YOUR ROSARY, FELLA! Saint Joseph High School, Westchester, IL, premier class, 1964.<BR/><BR/>I was one of what amounted to the honors division - forty guys nearly all together for all four years - with NO upperclass"men". So, when school-funding sweepstakes tickets and De LaSalle Institute memberships had to be sold as we could, we were expected to lead the rest of the classes. By the time we were seniors, we were the class to beat for sales - and, we led them yet again.<BR/><BR/>What great years - so enjoyable, I worked whatever job I could (as did my brother, Bob, '66; else, we wouldn't have been able to go to Saint Joe's) to pay my own way. That precluded extracurriculars, but it was worth the effort.<BR/><BR/>I actually believe that I got a better education under The Brothers at Saint Joe's than many get nowadays at four-year colleges. At least, we were expected to learn to think.<BR/><BR/>God bless De LaSalle's Brothers, wherever they keep their schools open.Pristinus Sapienternoreply@blogger.com