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UNFOLDING YEARS, 39

seriously, So it was that with sincerity I congratulated Del and wished her every success. 
After the concert the next evening we said our farewells and my school days were over. In later years I met many of my schoolmates again and again at reunions at the dear old I.C.B Some I entertained in my own home. Del married and died in a few years; so did Nellie and Ida; Frank lived but three years; Jim too has recently passed away. Of the rest I know nothing but doubt if they are still living. 
In recalling this period of my life, I wonder if I have even touched the high spots. It has so much in it for me -- so much that I have not told. After more than fifty years, I still walk in fancy through those long halls and on the verandas. I can still hear the sound of the old bell and the voices of the dear friends now so long silent. These are memories to cherish. I could only wish for every boy and girl who leave our modern schools for the blind as helpful experiences as I had at the I.C.B. and as pleasant memories which I have of my school days.

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UNFOLDING YEARS, 39 seriously, So it was that with sincerity I congratulated Del and wished her every success. After the concert the next evening we said our farewells and my school days were over. In later years I met many of my schoolmates again and again at reunions at the dear old I.C.B Some I entertained in my own home. Del married and died in a few years; so did Nellie and Ida; Frank lived but three years; Jim too has recently passed away. Of the rest I know nothing but doubt if they are still living. In recalling this period of my life, I wonder if I have even touched the high spots. It has so much in it for me -- so much that I have not told. After more than fifty years, I still walk in fancy through those long halls and on the verandas. I can still hear the sound of the old bell and the voices of the dear friends now so long silent. These are memories to cherish. I could only wish for every boy and girl who leave our modern schools for the blind as helpful experiences as I had at the I.C.B. and as pleasant memories which I have of my school days.