Hopewell Valley Central High School - History

History

Hopewell Valley Central High School was first established in 1907 as a two-room addition to the Lincoln High School in Hopewell Borough. in 1912, the first building constructed to serve as a high school was built. It is now Hopewell Borough Hall.

In 1929, a new High School was built in Pennington Borough due to growing enrollment in the district. The building, designed by J. Osborne Hunt, now serves as the administrative offices for the Board of Education. The architect, J. Osborne Hunt, also designed the original elementary school buildings in Hopewell Borough and Pennington Borough. They are still in use today, and are well-preserved, historic buildings from another era.

The current High School was built along Pennington-Titusville road in 1958. There have been several additions since then to the building, including new classrooms, athletic fields, and a new science/technology wing built in 1997. In 2003, work was completed on a new 865-seat Performing Arts Center, a new gymnasium, as well as some classroom renovations as part of a referendum approved by voters in 2000.

The high school building, especially the wings with the classrooms, is over 50 years old, and is around capacity. The school was built for a small town, but as the student population steadily increases, there will be need to add new classrooms and other important facilities. Improvements to the school, such as a new front entrance, an addition to the cafeteria, and more science classrooms were put on hold by the school board in 2008, citing the weak economy.

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