Photo by Rob LindquistThe author’s rendition of the Hemet school buses of yore ■ By Rob Lindquist / Contributed Looking back to the ‘40s and ‘50s, I suspect that more was absorbed than learned by my riding a school bus around this valley. At least it felt that way to me. All the normal sensory faculties went numb when the buses of old Hemet got under way. Most of the time I sat in my seat looking vacantly ahead, bouncing around, occasionally glancing at whatever might make the ride more interesting. Sometimes there was excitement; a fight might break out, the bus would break down or get stuck while crossing the
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