I've been Homer-haunted since the winter of 1946-47, when Dad found a job
in Wolfeboro NH, bought a house on Pine Hill Road, and enrolled my brother
and me at Brewster Free Academy, one of those hermaphrodite institutions
then fairly common in northern New England. It had a small endowment from
the eponymous Mr Brewster, sufficient for it to serve as the local high school
for Wolfeboro, and over the years had acquired a dining hall and a couple
of dormitories, along with its handsome academic building, far more impressive
than the six schools we'd attended earlier.
In 1945, as millions of American soldiers were demobilized and the US Congress, fearing mass unemployment, passed the GI Bill of Rights, which among other things promised a college education for any veteran who'd served honorably during the war. Fifty or so vets came to Brewster to remedy the flaws in their high-school education, breaking Mr Brewster's endowment and obliging the academy to charge tuition for the first time. As I recall, the bill was $125, which Wolfeboro voters agreed to pay for us local kids. (Day-student tuition is now close to $45,000.)
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