Last weekend I visited my hometown and I decided we needed to check out where I went to school as a kid. I knew the kids would be delighted to see all the places from my history. Uh…yeah, right. But I made them endure anyhow and they played along somewhat. Anyhow, here is a little trip down my memory lane. I hope you pay attention at least as much as much as my kids did!
(this ain’t it!)
So…I was always an exceptional child. I started kindergarten far too early…you know, at age 5…but I didn’t cry. I rode an old bus for half an hour to Endeavor, PA where I attended the afternoon kindergarten. Back then, kinddergarten was only half a day and we always took naps…but I never cried…remember that! Anyhow, there were two elementary schools in Tionesta when I started but all kindergarteners went to Hickory Elementary. I went there through 3rd grade when they closed the school and sent us all to Tionesta Elementary.
(this is it! YIKES!)
The old Hickory school was heated by coal so we were always covered in soot. My second grade teacher used to call us her “soot babies”. It was filthy and cold but was also very old and very cool. I have no idea when the school was built and could find no information on it, but the steps were well worn from all of the foot traffic. The place had a smell all its own. Not necessarily a bad smell…but a smell that is locke din my head and associated with the school. Anyhow, Hickory school was an interesting place. It was 2 stories tall plus a basement and had 12 foot (?) ceilings so was enormous and fairly imposing…when I first arrived, I had not seen any horror movies, but I instantly knew what horror movies were made of. We were never allowed to run behind the school for some reason. I was never tempted though as I knew I surely would be devoured by whatever it was that lived under the school and made that unusual smell. But still, it was a great place and I associate much of my time there with fond memories.
I drove by this weekend and took this picture…it’s a shame how the old place has fallen apart. I couldn’t find any pictures of the school when I was there so you’ll have to imagine this place in good shape…and how it looked to a 5 year old with an active imagination.