Hi Mr. Leafe...
The high school was located in the basement of HTS. As I remember it, there existed two entry points, which I remember from civil defense drills. One entrance was to the immediate left of the cafeteria sales tables, and just beyond the girls' and boys' restrooms stood a portentous set of double doors. Somberly, we would file through, two abreast in total calm and silence. Younger students were handed off one- by- one to a high school student, who on command from Sister Claire was ordered to duck with the child under one of many large wooden desks. There we remained in dead quiet in an attempt to shelter ourselves from the impending threat of nuclear doom- so frightening. Ironically, those fearful images are wildly mixed with other pleasant ones. Indeed, just recalling the setting evokes the memory of the tantalizing lunchroom smells of hot dogs on soft buns and cold tuna sandwiches rising aloft to our classrooms as our lunchtime neared!
BTW...Another jolt from the past prompts me to ask, weren't we all confirmed by the magnificent Monsignor Burke?
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