This is where I went to high school. Tom C. Clark. Contributing writer, Zesty Droog, matriculated from there as well. Wow, what a selfish post. Anyway, if you are doing the math, it's been since U2 was any good since we were there last. And we all know that's a LONG time. So, come try to squeeze into our collective memories and groove to some ROTC - Rock On Tom Clark!!! - during lunchtime. Ahh, imagine you're in the cafteria, eating your 75-cent Hot Pocket (pepperoni) , when suddenly you are asked to dance! Yes, we had members of the ROTC spinning records in the cafeteria for a little while - until they realized what they had done. It wasn't pretty, believe me. Ummm, let's see, oh yes, our principal had a glass eye. It was very disconcerting. Zesty, can you remember anything else?