I went to a Catholic elementary school in Brooklyn — St. Vincent Ferrer — and my most vivid memories of the back-to- school season from my childhood involve trips to the uniform store every August. My two older brothers and I would walk about 20 blocks with our mom (we didn’t own a car back then) and buy what we needed. My two younger brothers had far fewer of those experiences; by the time they were school-age, we had enough hand-me-down shirts and ties in the house to last a lifetime.