We entered Archmere under the front portico and walked straight into the square central foyer, all marble, ringed with marble columns, under a retractable stained-glass ceiling. From the main entrance I could see through to the back patio, then the arch of elms that ran to the Delaware River. Off the foyer were classrooms, a dining room we used for meals and Mass, the office of the headmaster, and the library. I think I gasped the first time I walked into the library. Like the other rooms, it was paneled with rich, dark wood, but it was lined floor to ceiling with books. I thought I’d died and gone to Yale.
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