Posts Tagged

memories

Kyle Castner— that’s him. My brother. No, he’s not my twin. I’m a year and a half older. Some people say it’s the eyebrows that make us look alike, others say it’s the mouth. Honestly, I have a hard time seeing the resemblance most of the time. Kyle and I

Seniors: they survived Sandy, they ferociously reclaimed their school from the “Cairn Alligator,” and they have persevered through eight (or more) rounds of finals week. But one other thing that seniors have gained great experience in is the art of the fire drill. With a $500 fine handed to anyone