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James W. Robinson, Jr. Secondary School, the largest school in the Commonwealth of Virginia, includes a middle school (grades 7-8) and a high school (grades 9-12), was named after Medal of Honor recipient James William Robinson, Jr.
Robinson opened its doors in September 1971, taking its students from Oakton High School, Wilbert Tucker Woodson High School, West Springfield High School and Fairfax High School. Robinson was the second of Fairfax County's large "superschools," or "Secondary Schools" which housed grades 7-12. Robinson's chief rival to the east, Lake Braddock, which opened in 1973, was the third of these schools from this era, the first of which was Hayfield, near Mount Vernon which opened in 1969. The most recent addition to the series of secondary schools is South County in Lorton, which opened in 2005, taking its students from former Hayfield territory, however with the opening of South County Middle School, the high school has since adopted "South County High School" as its official name.
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