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LostCorridorFinalWhen I was at Padua from 1961-65 this  was the name given to that area of Padua Prep located on the second floor right off the central core of the building.  It was essentially over the refectory running to the back of the building, and ending in the kitchen storerooms.

 

Or, was another name extant when you were at Padua?

 

This odd place has always been at the back of my mind, and nobody ever talks about it. This may mean that it really had no significance, or it could conjure up images, real or imagined,  of strange goings on.  While at Padua I used to often wander down this area, for no one ever seemed to mind, and there was never ever mention of earning a demerit for doing so.

 

I was fascinated by the small rooms that it contained with odd remnants of wallpaper on its walls. People seemed to use it for storage, so after one of my years there I left some of my text books in one of its rooms, only to find that when I returned in the fall they were gone. Who knows where these books went to on the “lost corridor?”

 

Maybe I don’t really want to know the truth behind this fascinating , hidden corner of the old school.  Maybe there is more enchantment in having its history remain hidden. Nonetheless, there is so much I really never understood about Padua, until I left, that this “lost corridor” seems to beckon to me for recognition.

 
 
 

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February 22, 2013

 

Some time in the ’58-’59 school year, we fresheman discovered that we could get to the lab quicker by going out fire door and scurrying past the monestary to get to the lab. When we were forced to stop doing that, we tried using the “lost corridor” and were also thwarted by the kitchen staff who heard us running. Some genius, I don’t remember who, after discovering that the bath tubs had hot water decided to take a bath. Too bad the waste line had been disconnected ! What a mess in the dining room!

 

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January 24, 2013

 

62 to 66 were my Padua years. We also referred to it as the “Lost Corridor.” My only memories were cluttered dusty rooms. I never got to see the basement storage or swimming pool. I often wondered what type of rooms and facilities the Friars had in their rooms. I only was able on occasion to glance into the open door of the rooms the disciplinarians had on the dorm floors.

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