A Year in the Life of a Catholic School Kid

Elmer’s was the glue holding us together

No one noticed Roslindale was spelled incorrectly. I’m the dork behind the sign wearing green. Author’s photo

I grew up Boston Irish. That meant weekend binge drinking, having 5574325 relatives, and attending Catholic school. That’s just how it was. Let the prim Protestants enjoy their DAR meetings and lacrosse. We had shit to do, like keeping up with our hectic liturgical calendar.

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Kathy Copeland Padden

is a music fanatic, classic film aficionado, and history buff surfing the End Times wave like a boss. Come along!