We have no class pictures while attending what was then Pope Pius X Catholic Church and school on Pioneer Blvd in Santa Fe Springs, CA. No pictures taken at the school or church. No pictures of either of us in our Catholic school clothes, me with the salt and pepper pants and white shirt, and Georgann wearing whatever it was that Catholic school girls were required to wear as a uniform. In the contemporary picture above, not much has changed with either the church, the rectory, or with the school itself farther down the block, beyond the church itself.
We had to ride on a fairly long bus trip each day to get to the school and get home. I don't have any particular memories of attending the school except two embarrassing ones. I had puked in my mouth and could not mime for the teacher and the class why I needed to be excused. Someone finally figured it out and the teacher, exasperated, explained that we did not have to ask for permission to leave the room if we had such an emergency. The second memory was when we had the ringworm. My head had to be shaved to apply the topical medicine to the lesion on my scalp. Dad decided that I could forgo attending school for a couple of days anyway. We stopped by so that he could explain to the staff why I would not be there. I got to accompany him to work. I do have a third memory of a fellow student who had brought a Southern California map to school one day and was explaining to everyone how the large city to the West was "Lost Angels". I laughed and asked, "Don't you mean Los Angeles?"
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