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My first day at school...

Back in the day (well, back in my day) the new school year didn't begin until after Labor Day. (I posted my annual Back To School Prayer s a few weeks ago.) I find myself musing on my own first day of school.

My first day at school...

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Back in the day (well, back in my day) the new school year didn't begin until after Labor Day.

(I posted my annual Back To School Prayer s a few weeks ago.) I find myself musing on my own first day of school.

In September of 1952 my mother walked me to the Maple Street School (above) for my first day in the first grade.

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Back in the day (well, back in my day) the new school year didn't begin until after Labor Day. (I posted my annual Back To School Prayer s a few weeks ago.) I find myself musing on my own first day of school. In September of 1952 my mother walked me to the Maple Street School (above) for my first day in the first grade.

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  • This was in the era before pre-school and kindergarten were common, much less mandatory, so this was my entrance into the world of formal education.

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School was very close to our home: you could see the edge...

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