St. Joseph's College today is hopefully a different animal to the grim place I had to endure in the 70's and yet they appear to be desperately seeking to reconnect with old boys in order to present a rosy past. Sorry, but I'm not accepting their pleading to get in touch and join the Old Birkfeldians club with its sickening catchphrase, "Once a Joey, always a Joey."
I'm in that first photo, but it's astonishing to read that they can't work out why some (probably most) of us want to detox SJC from our lives, which is why I blog this stuff. The highlighted text here clearly demonstrates they only want to re-invent themselves and don't want to hear about us survivors as it would tarnish their sales pitch efforts. If they actually showed some humility and bothered to reach out, they might find a better way forward than their fragile damage limitation strategy.
