After graduating from Merivale, I received a gift from the spec. ed. department. This sign had hung from their door, admitting students to its main department office every year since I entered the school, and its misspelling had been a common joke between me and the kind people who ran the department.
On my graduation day, their goodbye gift to me was this sign - "Special Edcucation Department." The great, misspelled sign now has a final resting spot in my room, on my window sill. Sometimes, like here, it stands out in the fine moonlight.
Good memories never die. That sign supports that. Perfect Merivale Nostalgia.