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Pingry School
Coordinates: 40°37′11.9″N 74°34′02″W / 40.619972°N 74.56722°W / 40.619972; -74.56722
The Pingry School is a coeducational, independent, college preparatory country day school in New Jersey, with a Lower School (K-5) campus in the Short Hills neighborhood of Millburn, and a Middle and Upper School campus in the Basking Ridge section of Bernards Township. The school was founded in 1861 by Dr. John F. Pingry. The school has been accredited by the Middle States Association of Colleges and Schools Commission on Secondary Schools since 1998.
Pingry's headmaster is Nathaniel E. Conard. The school has an endowment of $86.9 million.
Pingry’s 200 full-time faculty have 13 doctorates and half have master’s degrees, with an average tenure at Pingry of 13 years. The school also has a student-initiated Honor Code, which dates back to 1925, and requires its students to complete ten hours of community service each school year.
Student body
The school currently enrolls 1,062 students; 257 at Short Hills and 806 at Basking Ridge; 270 in the Middle School and 536 in the Upper School. Students come from 100 area communities in twelve counties and over ninety municipalities in New Jersey.
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Latest News for: pingry
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Boys lacrosse photos: No. 9 Bridgewater-Raritan at No. 7 Pingry, March 29, 2025
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