High school feels an eternity ago, yet I only graduated two years ago.

If you are a proud alum from Marist High School, you know that there are many tell-tale signs that you were a Redhawk at one point in your life. This past week, I asked former classmates of mine signs they thought were visible if you went to Marist High School. So, to commemorate the best four years of my life, here are the signs myself and my fellow alumni came up with.

1. The Food, Specifically The Cookies, Was Legendary.

I still don't know to this day what the Marist lunch ladies put in those chocolate chip cookies, but they were so delicious. For such good (and big if I may add) cookies, they were such a bargain for only being $1. The food that Marist served up, overall, was pretty good. From the classic Wedding Soup to the famous Lent lunches the ladies served up, if you didn't have time to make a lunch the night before, it didn't really matter, because the hot lunch was bound to be good.

2. Returning From Kairos Was An Experience Within Itself.

Kairos was a four-day retreat that almost seemed like a rite of passage your senior year at Marist. Despite how much joy, laughter, bonding, and tears were shed, coming back from Kairos was a whole other ballpark. You had an inner glow and a silly smile smacked on your face. You felt instantly connected to your Kai sisters or brothers you had just spent every last minute with the past four days. You even felt connected to the other students that had already gone on Kairos! Admit it, at one moment you were even "Kai high," filled with the excitement and joy of the retreat at a spiritual level. Always remember, LT4.

3. You Don't Miss Your Marist Uniform.

Looking back, Marist's uniforms really did cut down on the stress of having to pick out an outfit every day. After all, you just slipped on a Marist polo with your khaki or black skirt or khaki slacks. The one thing I don't miss are those unforgiving Doc Martens. Ingrained in my head, I will never forget how clunky and ugly those shoes were. I will also never forget every guy complaining about having to wear a shirt and tie during the winter months. #UniformProblems

4. Rowdy Days Were The Best Days In The Redhawk Calendar.

Every time a school rally or a "Rowdy Dress Down Day" came around, everyone was hyped up to be able to wear whatever pants and shoes they wanted to. Sure, you had to wear the designated Rowdy shirt for that year, but it was worth it. The rallies were infamously fun, but looking back, I think the best part of those days was actually being comfy for once.

5. There Are Endless Other Things That ONLY Happened At Marist.

There are so many weird stories that every Marist student SHOULD know about. I received a lot of these stories and compiled the very best. Some of these include:

• The Class of 2015's cancellation of the Senior Play.
• The continual paranoia of getting "JUGs" in college from Dr. Bello or Coach Brennan for wearing a hoodie to class.
• The moment when in 2013, Coach Hogan almost "proposed" to Coach Higgins at a rally (their bromance is forever infamous).
• Stalking Twitter or anxiously waiting by your phone to get a call from Larry Tucker about a snow day.
• Larry Tucker's infamous "Polo" by Ralph Lauren cologne scent.
• Dane Mayer's many escapades throughout his tenure at Marist -- from his "relationship" with Kamilah Scales to getting "hit" by Maddie Kelly's car, or even being an honorary member of the Marist cheer team.
• The parking lot was the most accident prone area in a ten-mile radius. You constantly had to wait twenty minutes at a minimum to get out.
• Anything related to Frank Miritello.
• Mr. Quinn breaking up a fight in the boy's bathroom in 2014.
• Mr. Caramele's sister-in-law being Amy Schumer.
• Brother Rich Grenier's infamous sayings -- from him playing his congos during lunch to lecturing us on why we could not wear Christmas socks in August to my personal favorite, "This isn't a saloon lagoon."
• When Joey Lynch befriended Beth Finn and then his dog magically disappeared.
• My infamous fight with Laura Caulfield.
• And who could possibly forget -- "M-A-R-I-S-T, go Redhawks!"

I could go on for hours on the many things that make all of us Marist, but these are just a few of my favorites. I count my blessings every day for being able to go to a school like Marist. Students for four years, brothers and sisters for life.