Once they were just boys

Boys Remembered

These stories follow the boys I taught, tracing where life led them and where compassion, patience, and second chances guided brighter futures.

A close-up of an open, lined leather-bound journal with crisp, cream pages. A sleek black fountain pen lies diagonally across the journal, its chrome accents catching subtle light. The journal rests on a modern, matte concrete table in a minimalist workspace, flanked by an organized row of neutral-toned file folders. Soft, indirect morning light from a nearby window highlights the gentle textures and edges of the journal and pen, casting delicate shadows that add depth. The camera angle is eye-level with a shallow depth of field, blurring the background to put complete focus on the journal. The mood is calm, organized, and subtly hopeful, mirroring the site’s reflective and professional voice. The overall impression is clean-lined photographic realism with a structured, understated elegance.

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