Frank Scott Bunnell High School

Sep 1st, 2018

Mar 25th, 2018

Jul 27th, 2016

Class of 74 ever
Oct 31st, 2012

When I graduated from Bunnell it was a beautiful new building in the best 60s style.  When I went there again in the early 90s for an evening ballroom dancing class, all the glass in the front entrance had been replaced with black plywood. And there had been a lot of glass.  More black plywood was in the gym.  A sign high on the gym wall announced that mooning the cheerleaders was prohibited, as was giving them the finger and cursing them.  This was for the benefit of those who might have thought it was OK.When I went there again 10 years ago, the front entrance was sealed.  The front office had been modified by adding a small door and stairs, and visitors entered there.  After entering, visitors walked a narrow pathway with plexiglass walls, so they could be observed before gaining admittance.  A police car was parked outside, right in front.  I imagine police are on duty there full time these days. Driving through the parking lot, now trimmed in weeds, was no fun.  It had been filled with speed bumps.  Is it even possible to plow it in the winter?I had gone there to inquire about class records, to be used in planning a class reunion.  They told me there were no records.  Were they telling the truth, or were they just flipping me off?  I don't know.  I admit it sounded unlikely.Can I blame the school for reflecting the dismal societal changes that have taken place since I was a student there?  I don't think so.  It's just a building, after all.  I must have grown up in a golden age.  I had no idea what was in store.
Jan 11th, 2014