This photo is from the 1950s or early 1960s at the latest. I graduated 8th grade from there.

The school is still there but there are trailers all over the place and the grounds are jammed with Mexicans and thugs that use Ebonics as a primary language. You can't walk out of the building with a pretty little girl anymore or grab her pigtails and pray that her brother wasn't going to kick your ass. You can't walk home while carrying a girl's books as your heart flutters.

The Leave It To Beaver days are gone but they used to be there.