This last Memorial Day weekend, appropriately so, I took a trip with my mom to Ohio. My mom grew up an Army brat, moving from state to state every few years, and even over seas. She never really had that one place to call home, but between the years of ten and thirteen, some of the most pivotal years of a young girl's life, she lived in a town called Ravenna. Located in north east Ohio, my mom spent her days at a catholic school in town and her nights and weekends on the military Arsenal outside of town where her family lived. This weekend we returned to see what still stands of her old house (pics to come later this week) and school where she spent so many hours staring out the windows and learning algebra. These few images were taken outside of Immaculate Conception, where from 1963-1967 my mother was taught my nuns (the kind you don't see anymore) and became a wished for three o'clock. The school is now closed.
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