Today, my mind goes back to the many times my father dropped my brother and me off at school. I would sit in the back of his bike and my brother would be in the front. All of us would be in a rush to get to school on time. After school we would go to his office and I would always get coffee from his flask. My father treated his bike as his best friend, which it was. He always maintained it in superb shape.
The school I went to, St.Paul's High School, was a boys-only school at the time. My brother informed me that in 1996 it became a co-ed school. What a big change!
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