As you can see, school buses came a long way in a decade, though some were very primitive--wood frames built over a truck chassis. This school building was built in, I think, 1919 (?) and was demolished several years after I graduated in 1949. The windows on the right on the first story are windows to the original band room. I was in the band through five years, one year of baritone, and four years of tuba. The front windows to the left are where I took algebra from Mr. Mac, who could spit a chaw with dead aim at the can by the radiator, and geometry as a senior, which I regrettably never got around to learning. The three upper story windows on the right are where I tortured Miss Harkins in 12th grade English, where I should have behaved myself. Many of these school bus drivers drove for many years. How they stood it, I don't know. They must have needed what little money they got paid.