Literally little house on the prairie.
1960 boonies Minnesota.
Grades 1-12 in the same classroom,
potbellied wood burning stove in the
exact center.
We walked thru the coat room to get
to the main classroom. The smell
of homemade bread permeated the
place.
The amazing thing is we all got
along with each other.
Our school bus was a 1938 Buick.
That thing never did get stuck
in the snow...
I was a twinkle in my Dad’s eye in 1938;)