Happy St. Patrick's Day

St. Patrick's Day. As a child, I went to St. Patrick's School in Seneca Falls, NY. This was always a special day. All of the students would gather in an adjacent parking lot, and we would all release green balloons with our contact info, in the hope that someone would find our balloon and write us back. We would then get the rest of the day off, and I would wonder where my balloon had wandered to.

Forty years ago today was my last St. Pat's Day in New York. In the fall, my family would move to North Carolina, and a completely different adventure would soon begin. I have been thinking about those classmates that stood beside me that day, none of us knowing where this world would take us.

As part of the Coston, King and Collins families, happy St. Patrick's Day to one and all. To my classmates, and all my friends along the way, consider this one more green balloon released into the air, hoping that it will find you.   

-Daniel

March 17, 2023

Dipping Into The Wayback Machine

Throwing in with Throwback Thursday, here's a pic of myself and my kindergarten class at my 6th birthday party. This was held at the McDonald's in Waterloo, NY. Years later, I discovered that all of my report cards from St. Patrick's School said the same thing. "Likes to daydream, must improve handwriting." And not a darn thing has changed. Not even the haircut. To Nicole Bellomo Elmazi. Kathy D'Eredita Field, Christine Hamilton, John Studwell, and others. St. Pat's classmates, say heck yeah.
-Daniel
February 6, 2014

To my old classmates at St. Patrick's School

29 years ago this week, my family and I moved to North Carolina from Seneca Falls, NY. And while North Carolina has been good to me over the years, I left behind a great bunch of classmates at St. Patrick's School, in Seneca Falls. We all had the shared experience of growing up together in that small town, all dreaming of bigger things to come.

The baseball that the class signed for me all those years ago sits next to my desk. I saw many of you again in 1991, when I visited your high school graduation, which I still consider one of the most fun experiences I have ever had. Some of those classmates are here on Facebook, and some aren't. But wherever they are, I couldn't let another anniversary pass without saying hello, and wishing you well. I may have moved away from Seneca Falls, but you have never left me.