16 days ago
25 years later and it seems we have been gone only for a summer. Seeing my classmates from the Class of ’87 reminds me how fortunate I was to attend this school. More importantly, I am still surrounded by my Deerfield brothers who always offer me a firm hand shake while looking at my eyes, and then we share stories of our lives while having cocktails. This is a special class which started as gutsy young boys and are now of extraordinary men.
Ray Ramos Class of 1987