Xavier High School (New York City)

Xavier High School (New York City)

Xavier High School is an independent Jesuit university-preparatory secondary school for young men located at 30 West 16th Street, in the Chelsea neighborhood of Manhattan, New York City. It was founded in 1847, as the College of St. Francis Xavier (also known as St. Francis Xavier's College) by Father John Larkin, S.J.

The school draws students from all five boroughs of New York City, as well as New Jersey, Nassau County, Westchester County, Rockland County and Orange County. Xavier is widely considered a brother school to The Notre Dame School, The Marymount School, and Convent of the Sacred Heart.

Xavier is joined by Regis High School, Fordham Preparatory School, Loyola School and St. Peter's Preparatory School as the five Jesuit high schools in the New York City metropolitan area; a sixth, Brooklyn Preparatory School, is now closed.

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