Several decades ago my parents bought a plot of land on the hill. And located just two blocks away was a school, the town's only elementary school. I attended that school for three years.
As things happen, progress came to our little town in the form of a new, shiny, improved, elementary school and we all left the ancient two story edifice and relocated. The city (or the school district...) tore down the old school leaving only parts of where education once flourished.
Last year the school district tore down another part of the school and began construction on a new building. This week they began demolition on the remaining structure. It's odd to watch memories be destroyed by large machines and if we live long enough eventually it will all be gone. It's taken almost 40 years for the school I first attended to disappear. But, boy... the new building sure is nice.
