Every term, my high school mails its alumi copies of the Exeter bulletin that contain marriages, births, and deaths. I’ve always wondered who would be the first among our class to marry and to have children. But never the first too die - we were far too young for that.
But to read the death of a classmate on the news, to hear him described as “a 2008 graduate of the exclusive [insert my high school name]” - to think of my school that way, is sobering.
We are a community. And it’s during times like this that I truly, truly appreciate the school and miss the warmth of our Church.
Rest in Peace
The news came suddenly...in a nondescript fashion:...was...
Tonight, I think...Poon. I didn’t know them well, but each time, I was struck by