My father’s gifts
I arrived at Milton in 2009, but Milton was not new to me. My family’s legacy here is a source of pride. Few heads of school can claim that their existence is attributable to their school. My parents met and fell in love at Milton during the spring of their Class I year. Several members of the Class of 1958 claim that I am a gift from them to the Academy (though they may choose a less flattering term). Onward from that spring, my family’s journey is not a storybook tale. Many remember it more with a sense of sadness rather than joy. In the summer of 1974, my father died unexpectedly. I...
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