Once upon a time, it was 1943 and there was a war on, and Satan's High School opened its doors for the first time. I understand it was quite the lovely school; I've seen pictures, and of course, the MIL was a student there on opening day. But the post-war boom being what it was, and a suburb ten miles from Manhattan that was on major roads and rail routes being all the rage, the population grew like Topsy, and in 1954, they stuck a whole 'nother school, bigger than the first, smack onto the side of the original. Less than ten years later, they tacked on another little tacky wing, and thus was born the maze we now know and love.
These aren't old pictures; I took all but one of them within the last few years. My favorite is the long shot of the original building, which is the only pretty thing left about the whole place:
All the way to the left upstairs, behind the round-ish tree, is my little corner of the world. Nice view, huh? Love this place.
But on the flip side of the library, we see the first ill-conceived addition:
All decked out in fifties style, you see. This is now technically the front of the building. Here's where the two wings meet:
That would be the other side of my library, upstairs on the right.
And then, hanging off the end of the original building, near where I was standing when I took the first picture, is the last little bit:
Which is all to say that they are getting ready to build what is hopefully the last addition, the final part of this Escher-esque puzzle, and they are going to build it in the parking lot, which is on the opposite side of the building from all of these pictures. This is going to leave us without enough parking even for the people who work here, let alone the seniors who drive, and that means they had to find another place to put a parking lot. They have to build that first, so that people can still come to work once the real construction starts. So they laid out the little surveyors' sticks, and they parked a bulldozer right there, and it looks like they're about to break ground. Oh, by the way, they also cut down about a half dozen big trees -- maybe more -- including two that were planted about 20 years ago in memory of two boys in the senior class that year who died of cancer within a few weeks of each other.
Maybe it's just me, but it's like we're descending, one hell level at a time.
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