In 4th grade Richie Waldron wrote me love letters on big long yellow legal pieces of paper.  Each one had pictures of hearts, the i’s were topped with hearts, the periods were hearts. They went on and on and on.  I was flattered and put them in a jar, nicely folded, labeled “love notes from…

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Drip.  Drip. Tony from Burke talks about how if we do not have facilities.  Drip. Drip. That are free of leaky roofs or malfunctioning spaces. Drip. Our children get distracted.  Drip. Drip. And can not learn Early this week at Concord, in the cafeteria, I sat round a table and asked students about the gym.…

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