To the editor:
I feel the need the throw my two cents worth of opinion in on the schoolhouse issue. So far, I have wandered the planet for three score and more years. Each of those years has one thing in common with all the other years: They all lie in the past. I find it to be true that there is no future to be found in the past. The schools deal with the future of all of us. I would like a new schoolhouse, please. I would like it if we could leave all the acrimony, whining, and name-calling in the past, too, please.