My years at Central were some of my best. I saw my principal nearly every day, keeping order in the halls, once in a while substituting a class, or just stopping to say “hi” Â to let you know that you were important and that he noticed what you were doing. It was if he had great plans for each of us, and it was our challenge to live up to them.

I was and am proud to be from “his” school.

I know I should not be sad for you, Mr. Jaimes. I cry for the rest of us  those of us still struggling to be the best Mustangs we can and those students who will never know you.

Sarah Ashley Posch,

Lawrence