Drove by my old elementary school today - MacArthur.
Quite possibly nostalgia or the probability of this original school's fate, or maybe both, made me stop to ponder. Though it was eerily empty, I remember many good times here which seems like just childhood ghosts now. MacArthur seemed like a childhood memory museum as I took some final photos.
Childhood Memory Museum
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