Explanation of Colors
Schools that do not play football.
Schools that are affiliate members for certain sports.
Private or parocial schools.
Military Academies.
Public Magnet Schools.
Public schools that draw from multiple counties.
Public schools that draw from multiple time zones
Out of state schools. (e.g. Mount Carmel)
Conferences without State Locator Maps are entirely in one county. County Name and City(s) are listed above chart.
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