Thought that you may like to see the old High School that I attended back in the early 60’s.  Known as Fleetwood Jr. Sr. High School I started here in 1963 while in the 10th Grade.  I had originally been going to Oley High School from 1960 to 1963, but my Mother decided to move from my old home to a Trailer in the Fleetwood School District, after my Step-Father passed away.


This is looking down Race Street.  The building in the very foreground used to be the Cafeteria.  The windows have changed somewhat, but everything else is the same as it was back 50 yrs. ago.  The school bus’s used to line up along the curb where the cars are now parked.  Us Teenagers used to stand along the curb-side here, while waiting for our bus to arrive and take us home.  We had good home cooked food in the Cafeteria.  To eat, it cost .35 cents!  Sometimes my Mother did not have the money to give me, so she would pack me a lunch.  We ate a whole lot better than what is offered today.


This is looking down the 1st floor hallway towards the Cafeteria.  It looks so much better than when I was here many years ago.  There are no more lockers that once lined the hallway where you see a blank space on the wall.  The color has changed and there is better lighting than we had.  The floor is now carpeted, in place of the linoleum that was before.  Emergency lighting has been installed.  It is now air-conditioned.  Something that we never had back then.  The only air-conditioning we had was a open window.  The girls were only allowed to wear dress’s and skirts.  Us boy’s had to wear dress slacks and a nice shirt.  None of the crap they have today!



This is my old gym that I played basketball in.  It has hardly changed.  A new floor has been installed, but everything else is what is was.  There was only 6 baskets in the Gym.  The new HS has 10!

As I look at these Images and remember, memories abound here.  This is where I took Gym Class along with the girls on one side and us boy’s on the other.  Saturday night dances were held here, dancing to the sounds of the 60’s Rock & Roll, something that High Schools don’t have anymore.  The bleaches on the side walls pull out for basketball games.  My old HS is now an Administration Building, and there has been a brand new High School built just down the street.  The New One has a swimming pool, carpeted floors, air-conditioning, white boards, and a much bigger Gym than what I had.

In 1965 I left this school and joined the US Navy to see the world.  I sure did that!  More than 50 yrs. later, I still remember.

Thank you for reading/commenting


Published by Les

I am 75 yrs. young and now retired. I worked in the Machinist Trade for 24 yrs. Served in the US Navy with a Tour of Duty in Vietnam. Being retired I do enjoy Photography with my Nikon and Pentax Camera's, snooping around in Historic and Abandoned places, using my Scroll Saw, Reading, Travel, riding a bicycle on the many Trails that are around my area, and what-ever else will interest me at the time. Come with me and see where I go, where I have been, and my Life surviving Retirement.


  1. I am sure that kind od visit bring a lot of emotions and memories up to the surface. I know in my case it would and it wouldn t be easy for sure. But it is nice that there was some progress if anything than in buildings.
    But the last part about 50 years in army and seeing the world intrigues me, it would be nice if you could write something about it, places you saw, different cultures and of course interesting photos! Well, that is only me talking my thinking out loud :).

    1. Hello there, Sapy1. Thank you for your comment. It has been very much appreciated.

      Yes, visiting my ole’ HS after so many years have passed did bring a whole lot of memories for me. The ole’ place still stands to this day, just about like it did back then. There were some changes, but it all is much the same as it was. The classrooms are now offices for Administration and can be hardly recognized anymore. I just knew where they were. The “smell” of the building is still there. It seems to have never left. I had a few other shots, but they were lost in my computer transfer.

      Yes, the Navy did give me another big memory. I spent 11 yrs. in it. I grew up real fast. Being the Vietnam War was going on, that I had no idea about, I learned real fast. Places that I’ve been were all over the Pacific from Pearl Harbor, Hawaii to Australia. I found out that it’s a big wide world out there. I did make a Post on my blog about my Navy day’s. It’s titled US Navy. Be well ~ Les

  2. When I was in high school (same time you were), the girls weren’t allowed to wear slacks or jeans on subzero weather days, but had to wear dresses. That was the miniskirt era (hurray!), but in my school, girls were made to kneel on the ground, and their hems had to touch the ground. Two boys in the class ahead of me combed their hair forward (“bangs”!) and got sent home for their “Beatle haircuts”. After university and the army (in Germany), I came back to my hometown, and was shocked to see school kids (boys) wearing beards (those lucky enough to be able to grow them! ha!) or shoulder length hair, torn jeans, and the girls were dressed in anything but dresses. What a difference 10 years and an unpopular war made. American kids took crap off of no one, it seemed, and made their own rules.

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