September 23, 2005
School Days, School Days...
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Six autumns now it has been since the old building has welcomed the nervous fidgeting of rural scholars or heard their screams of delight at a playground recess. No paste, no scissors, no crayons or big fat black pencils. You can almost hear the loneliness as the relentless wind whistles around the old bricks.

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*Yesterday
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*Best of Today
*Wayback Machine
*How Do I?
*Today in History
*Calvin and Hobbes