When I was young, we lived in Kingston, Jamaica. Words can't properly convey the true depth of a childhood spent by an American girl in the West Indies. It's a story for another time... or a book. I attended Immaculate Conception Preparatory School, a private Catholic school where I was most certainly a minority in both race and country of origin. I noted, in visiting the website, that the uniforms (white blouses and skirts, blue ties, brown socks and shoes) are unchanged since the 80s. The ... View Post