School: Memories and expectations

A few weeks ago, I happened to look out the back window when something next door caught my eye: Grayson and Leroy were chasing each other up the backyard hill of their grandparents’ home. Laughing and running, they were just enjoying each other’s company, without a care in the world. It was a snapshot in time, a seemingly insignificant moment that, in the future, will likely be remembered with great affection and nostalgia.

When we first met, both boys were in primary school. This fall, Grayson will move on as a Gar-Pal freshman and Leroy will be a seventh grader at the Garfield campus middle...