This past Sunday, Brentwood celebrated Mother’s Day. Although it has already occurred in some countries, Sunday gave Brentwood students another chance to express their love and eternal gratitude to...[more]
When casually walking to class any given morning, the longer-haired boys of Brentwood might hear that dreaded warning from a houseparent or Mr. Felix: “It’s time for a haircut, kiddo”. Enough to make...[more]
We were sentenced to five years. Through each class, each fine art, each sign in, and each prep, we endured. With each dance, each open house, each Showcase game, each sunny day, we thrived. ...[more]
Steve gave a long, frustrated sigh, “What is it now Eugene?”
Eugene folded the map back up slowly and carefully. The crinkling of paper filled the elongated silence. “This highway was discontinued...[more]
