Le Loup School 1916
The reason behind my finding this school is, perhaps, a bit silly . . . maybe even pathetic. I had no idea what I'd find in the barely there village of Le Loup (south of Baldwin City, Kansas), but I was drawn there by a memory . . . a regret.
Many years ago, when Disco was king, I frequented a number of different dance floors, but one of my favorites was in Lawrence. I think it was called the "Palladium" though it's been so long I'm not certain. In any case, it was in a former bowling alley--now converted to a disco--of that name. I usually went with my best friend, Allen, but he was unable to make it this time so I went alone. To make a long story short, after dancing several times with a three or four different gals, I asked a fairly voluptuous, long blonde-haired woman to dance, and after the song had ended, she invited me back to her table. We sat a chatted off and on between dances, yelling at each other over the blaring music that no doubt damaged our hearing a trifle. I don't remember much about what we said. I recall she worked as an aide in a retirement community and was 19 (I was 26 or so at the time), and that she lived in Le Loup--a place I'd never even heard of. Here's the thing: in spite of the fact that she was gorgeous and personable, I didn't feel that attracted to her. I have no idea why. We stayed until closing and I walked her to her car. It was clear she was interested in me--something I found a bit flabbergasting as I simply wasn't used to women who were drop-dead gorgeous showing much interest in me. Maybe that partially explains what was going on with me--I just couldn't fully believe what I was sensing. I don't really know.
We chatted by her car a bit, and then she asked me if she could kiss me. I said sure, we kissed, and then she said, "I'll never forget you."
I thought I would see her again at the disco--thinking maybe a spark would eventually ignite in me, but I never did, see her again that is.
How ironic. She said that SHE'D never forget me, but It's I who've never forgotten her.
So, While driving through the countryside, looking for something to photograph back in 2016, I saw a sign indicating a turnoff for Le Loup. So I took it. Needless to say, I wasn't expecting to see her. I guess it was just a matter of investigating an old ghost that to a small extent has been haunting me for almost 40 years.
In any case, I was happy to find this old school. I wonder if it was in use when she was in school? :-)
Le Loup School 1916
The reason behind my finding this school is, perhaps, a bit silly . . . maybe even pathetic. I had no idea what I'd find in the barely there village of Le Loup (south of Baldwin City, Kansas), but I was drawn there by a memory . . . a regret.
Many years ago, when Disco was king, I frequented a number of different dance floors, but one of my favorites was in Lawrence. I think it was called the "Palladium" though it's been so long I'm not certain. In any case, it was in a former bowling alley--now converted to a disco--of that name. I usually went with my best friend, Allen, but he was unable to make it this time so I went alone. To make a long story short, after dancing several times with a three or four different gals, I asked a fairly voluptuous, long blonde-haired woman to dance, and after the song had ended, she invited me back to her table. We sat a chatted off and on between dances, yelling at each other over the blaring music that no doubt damaged our hearing a trifle. I don't remember much about what we said. I recall she worked as an aide in a retirement community and was 19 (I was 26 or so at the time), and that she lived in Le Loup--a place I'd never even heard of. Here's the thing: in spite of the fact that she was gorgeous and personable, I didn't feel that attracted to her. I have no idea why. We stayed until closing and I walked her to her car. It was clear she was interested in me--something I found a bit flabbergasting as I simply wasn't used to women who were drop-dead gorgeous showing much interest in me. Maybe that partially explains what was going on with me--I just couldn't fully believe what I was sensing. I don't really know.
We chatted by her car a bit, and then she asked me if she could kiss me. I said sure, we kissed, and then she said, "I'll never forget you."
I thought I would see her again at the disco--thinking maybe a spark would eventually ignite in me, but I never did, see her again that is.
How ironic. She said that SHE'D never forget me, but It's I who've never forgotten her.
So, While driving through the countryside, looking for something to photograph back in 2016, I saw a sign indicating a turnoff for Le Loup. So I took it. Needless to say, I wasn't expecting to see her. I guess it was just a matter of investigating an old ghost that to a small extent has been haunting me for almost 40 years.
In any case, I was happy to find this old school. I wonder if it was in use when she was in school? :-)