by Kim Andereck
THS Class of 1966
In the ‘60’s, in my high school days, you could walk down to the Maid-Rite for lunch and order two “rites” with mustard, pickles and onions, an order of french fries and a Coke for a buck. A working man’s lunch, to be sure…but it filled you up for fourth hour journalism class and beyond.
Every day, Bob McRae would scurry over to the