I am not prone to sentimentality or walks down memory lane.
However, on Monday I found myself pulled in that direction. I had gone to take some pictures of the demolition of East LaFollette Elementary School.
As I walked around the building where my education began, I could hear the laughter of my classmates and me still echoing from years ago. I also heard our occasional whines.
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