The Middle School brought dessert and did the cleaning up.
The Upper School brought the sandwich makings, served and led the way.
The weather was brisk.
Sydereal sang.
Alums appeared.
And the Pre-K were in the middle of it all.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone.
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