Anthony Paladino:  

Well, what can I say about Milford High School- a magical carpet ride in time that I hoped would have never ended. So many good times- so many good friends. Whether it was going green and planting a tree or protesting government policies with the hippies; playing chess with the brainy nerds; battling it out on the gridiron with the jocks; or wearing featherweight shoes and a black leather jacket and hanging around with the greasers, I was a friend to all. I could cheer you up with my humor when you were down or show compassion when you were feeling pain. I could be a leader to those who had a low self- esteem and no confidence in themselves into achieving a higher potential or I could stay in the background and let those who were more aggressive take charge. The appearance of a person had no effect on my feelings toward them whether it was a physical handicap, a learning disability, or even wearing clothes that weren't trendy or didn't match( whatever the case). I saw the beauty in each and every person I met and I loved them all and hopefully they loved me in return. Everything went smooth for the first three years until that dreaded senior year. I knew that at the end of the year we would all be saying our good-byes to one another and go our seperate ways- I always hated change. I quit playing football and completely gave up on my academics. I went from a 3.4 quality point average to almost not graduating. I was so sure I was going to war to fight the Viet- Cong. I didn't even mail out my college applications until nearly the end of the year and that was only because my mother found them hidden in my sock drawer. So, onward I journeyed to the University of New Haven( New Haven College) at the time. College to me seemed like such a waste of time and my parent's money. I worked a hell of a lot harder in High School....Expand for more