I attended Montrose High School in Montrose, Colo. At the time it had about 400 students.
My teacher, a dedicated little old soul was firmly convinced she could see the language bouncing off my skull. To this day I believe I only passed the subject because of her pity. However, to the surprise of virtually everyone in the school (and a number of people on the police force), I blew the top off the SAT (and that was before it was dumbed down), and I credit a great deal of that on a number of different levels to my taking Latin.
Five years in Finland, three years in Canada.
I graduated in 1969
Kuopio, Finland and Thunder Bay, Canada.
I found Latin helpful in learning English. When I came to Canada in 1966, I spoke no English whatsoever. I had to pick it up while attending grade 11. Fun!