Custom College Badges for Staff and Faculty

And yet he identifies it as enough time of his life. No problems, only freedom to enjoy and walk at will. Interesting how our memories of our childhood could be selective isn’t it? This is the first 1940s. His town had been bombed, his father was useless and his eldest brother was traveling in Lancaster Bombers around Nazi Germany. But there in the familiar bosom of his mother, all was fine. He could however skim rocks and visit school and learn therefore significantly exciting new stuff.

And so I look back again to my early school decades with fondness. The way the then-vast rooms now look therefore tiny. The walk around my son’s new college last night included a tour. I was hit by the elf-like bathrooms and the Hobbit-sized chairs! I have thoughts of PE in vest and knickers, making tie-dye, enjoying kiss-chase in the playground, and assemblies in the hall. I don’t remember School council badges my mummy getting me on the very first day, or causing me, or any kind of injury whatever. So, like my dad before me, time should have evaporated the poor thoughts and left me only with the sweetest smell of nostalgia.

Perhaps it was more than simply time. Possibly the enjoy and interest of my parents placed an umbrella of protection around me. Probably it is perhaps not the place, the time, or the cloth of the school creating helping to make these thoughts therefore sweet. Probably it’s more the combined thoughts of the folks in an idyllic childhood and the warmth of a loving family which endures.

Pulaski College No. 8 in Passaic NJ, in early ’60s was a different time. You must be at least in the 4th grade and our rates had 18 Patrol Kids, two Sgt, one Lt, One Capt, and a Chief, who manned the sides of metropolitan Passaic in water, snow, sleet, and hail. The Officers, Key, Chief, Lieutenant, and Sergeants had yellow straps to tell apart them and had to be 5th graders (the highest rank inside our school) and their work was to test all of the different posts to make sure we were there and doing our job. We also had a Quartermaster who needed attention of the apparatus, rain gear, flags, etc. He had the standard regular responsibilities and had a silver Patrolman badge BUT he used a yellow Officers belt and was considered an official

In the school in addition to manning the streets, we had Patrol Kids at certain opportunities to open and shut them for the little young ones, but we’d “Monitors” in the college itself to watch the halls. The “Monitors” had a similar plan to the Patrol Boys but not as organized and managed.