Shortridge High School is a public high school located in Indianapolis, Indiana, United States. Opened in 1864, it is the oldest free, public high school in the state of Indiana. From 1981 to 2009, it was converted to a middle school. The facility was renovated and reopened in 2009 as a high school with a special concentration in the study of law and public policy.
Shortridge is known for having an unusually large number of well-known or highly accomplished alumni/ae. Among them was the late author Kurt Vonnegut who once said of his alma mater:
It's my dream of an America with great public schools. I thought we should be the envy of the world with our public schools. And I went to such a public school. So I knew that such a school was possible. Shortridge High School in Indianapolis produced not only me, but the head writer on the I LOVE LUCY show (Madelyn Pugh). And, my God, we had a daily paper, we had a debating team, had a fencing team. We had a chorus, a jazz band, a serious orchestra. And all this with a Great Depression going on. And I wanted everybody to have such a school.The academic excellence and unique social ambience of the school in the 1950s were described in the novel Going All The Way by Shortridge alumnus Dan Wakefield (published in 1970 and adapted to film in 1997).
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