During all of my school years, I rehearsed on Saturday mornings with the Norwalk Youth Symphony, often in a dusty room of the old Norwalk High School. There were detailed murals on some of the walls, which I thought were extremely ugly, and the layer of spitballs on them didn’t help their appearance. Somewhere along the way, I learned that these murals had been part of The Federal Art Project of the WPA and were part of our depression era history. And some of the murals chronicled now forgotten aspects of Connecticut life (like the Danbury State Fair). Norwalk’s city agencies rescued and restored their murals, and the Transit District has them up on a web site (here are the thumbnails). I don’t find them as ugly as I used to, thanks to the meaning behind them.