I graduated high school in 1978, and the last two years we had armed security guards, both ex MPs. They were not uniformed and had snubnoses.
Here's a refreshing change: During an unusually warm winter day, a bat was discovered in one of my son's classrooms. Since I lived only a few houses down from the school, the school administrator sent my son home to fetch me and and a 'bat gun" to take care of it. We headed for the school with a Benjamin .20 air pistol and dispatched it while classes carried on elsewhere.
(Our town has a bad history of rabies, for all of you fellow bat lovers. When kids are involved, showing up in class is a capital crime for bats.)
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