The saving grace is that time marches on. These days you won’t find Gerstmeyer loyalists boycotting basketball games in Terre Haute. Nor former Middletown Cossacks who won’t darken the doors of Shenandoah. And people in Hartford City fully support the activities of Blackford County High School.
When I entered the doors of Anderson High School (THE Anderson High School at 14th and Lincoln) for the first time, there was no other public school in town. Last week a third generation of my family matriculated at AHS, where she expects to wear a red-and-green swimsuit this winter and sing in one of the high school choirs. It matters not that she lives in the former Highland district.
As was initially true of her grandpa, she will know no intracity public school rivalries. But her experiences at her alma mater will permanently impact her life.
And by the time she has kids ready to enter high school, everyone will have forgotten what all the fuss was about.
Jim Bailey’s column appears on Thursday. He can be reached by e-mail at firstname.lastname@example.org.