by Gabe Donio

Back in 1991, I had some trouble adjusting during my freshman year of college.
That’s an understatement, actually.
The point is, I was back in Hammonton, trying to figure out if I wanted to go back to school when I was reminded of what to do by something my dad sent me when I was at Boston University.

 

It’s time for taffeta & tuxes

by Gina Rullo
 

This year I will be breaking my long-standing tradition of not attending the high school promenades.
Why don’t I attend? Several reasons. It’s generally scorching hot and I sunburn easily. There are usually way too many people present (I’m not a big fan of crowds). And I don’t really know the students that well.
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