My first experience with school. It was a little place up on a hill. I would go for a few hours each day and play, learn and have a good time. Buckaroo Ranch was the kind of place you wanted your kids to go to, because when they were ready to leave to go to "big kid" school, they had already learned to love it and want to go more.
BTW, in case you are wondering, I am the little kid in the glasses and yellow shirt on the back row.
I was a cutie. (Still am)