Catholic Boys High School - Rocket Yearbook (Little Rock, AR)

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choose from 30 cereal boxes for break- fast. The only problem is that 28 of them only have enough cereal for M1 of a bowl. So instead of choosing be- tween Corn Flakes and Smurfberry Crunch, they grab a Snickers Bar and down a Coke. Somewhere between The Far Side and the sports section the clock turns to 7:40, time to leave for another day at Catholic High. Driving to school is a job within itself. Trying to switch tapes, drink another Coke, talk to the guy in the passenger seat, and keep an eye on the road is nearly impossible. But the many drivers seem to all have a talent that gets them to school safely. Sometime around 7:55 the school is magically transformed into a mad- house. There are multitudes of stu- dents trying their luck at killer 21 in the gym. Some are reading news about CHS on the bulletin board. There are others cramming for a big test in the Study Hall, and a few oth- ers socialize outside of their home- rooms. In what seems no time, the first bell rings signaling 8:10. At 8:15 the announcements come on to begin another seven hour trek for the search of knowledge. It's not just a school, it's an adventure. ' ' ' 77' Y S W Sf'i 'l f ,sf A Huh? Chris Guarriello ponders the meaning of a poem in the ROTC room. And with 16 hours . . . Richard Walt reads off the detention hall list.

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t rof a unches have leaped into the styrofoam age with the entry of the Munch-Box Catering Ser- vice. After 22 years of Ma Butlers' ten- derly prepared cuisines, the cafeteria was handled by Mrs. Trish England, formerly the caterer for Pulaski Acad- emy. The Munch Box did not cater to our school exclusively though, Mrs. England also had 6 other schools in the area which she fed. The lunches were prepared at the Munch Box headquarters on Green Mountain Drive, and delivered to the cafeteria in time for lunch. Every selection came in a square styrofoam box and cost 51.60. It was an extra 604 over Ma Butlers' lunches 2,2 Lunch r rise and a drink was not included. The menu varied every day and consisted of most everything from spaghetti to submarine sandwiches. Students could choose either the plat de jour or the other option of a chef-salad. For the most part, the extra cost did not bother the students. Others though preferred to buy their chow from the new vending machines, and heat it up in the microwaves. Despite the modernization of the cafeteria, there were still the always- faithful brown-baggers who had been carrying their lunch since they were freshmen, and probably will continue to do so until the end of their senior year. And we always thought it came from a cow! - Catholics first year with automatic milk dis- pensers.