Hamburger, Malt and Fries - I'll Take Mine to Go.

I took Latin I in my Sophomore year at French High School. We had a strange teacher who was probably mentally unstable, Kay Whitwell.

There was a guy in our class who ranked pretty high on the ‘hood’ scale. i am not sure why he was in Latin class and I don’t recall his name.

Our class was the first period following lunch. As soon as class started this guy would wait for Miss Whitwell to turn her back to the class and he would slip out. In a couple of minutes we’d see him drive past our classroom in his ‘hoodmobile’ with the loud exhaust.

Perhaps 5 minutes later he drove back the other direction and then, again when her back was to the class, he’d slip back in to his seat carrying a bag from Tew’s hamburgers.

He’d open the bag, spread out his burger, fries and malt and enjoy a meal superior to what was served in the cafeteria.