There’s an old high school building in our town. It’s been sitting empty since the late 1990’s when a new school was built several miles away. I often walk the track that surrounds the nearby former football field, and I look at that abandoned school building as I walk. I wonder about what it was like back in the day, back when it was used in the shaping of young minds and lives. The building is now in a sad state of disrepair, but these colorful letters stand out.