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            <title>Lunch Boxes and their Contents! - PS 164 Alumni</title>
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            <updated>2016-12-03T04:15:28Z</updated>
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                    <title>since Father Knows Best start…</title>
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                                        <updated>2010-02-10T17:44:02.080Z</updated>
                    
                                            <author>
                            <name>Peter Monroe</name>
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                    <summary type="html">
                        since Father Knows Best started (on channel 7) at 12:30 and i was already home on 137th street and had to leave 12:40 to get back to 164 at 1pm it was defifnitely 12-1.                    </summary>

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                            since Father Knows Best started (on channel 7) at 12:30 and i was already home on 137th street and had to leave 12:40 to get back to 164 at 1pm it was defifnitely 12-1.                        </content>
                    
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                            <entry>
                    <title>Not to go off on a tangent, b…</title>
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                                        <updated>2010-02-10T17:23:50.857Z</updated>
                    
                                            <author>
                            <name>Yumiko Hoshi</name>
                            <uri>http://www.ps164alumni.net/profile/YumikoHoshi</uri>
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                        Not to go off on a tangent, but how long was our lunch break? Was it from 12 to 1?                    </summary>

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                            Not to go off on a tangent, but how long was our lunch break? Was it from 12 to 1?                        </content>
                    
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                            <entry>
                    <title>mine was different pictures o…</title>
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                                        <id>tag:www.ps164alumni.net,2010-02-04:1978143:Comment:29105</id>
                                        <updated>2010-02-04T21:04:06.751Z</updated>
                    
                                            <author>
                            <name>Peter Monroe</name>
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                    <summary type="html">
                        mine was different pictures of submarines with their names underneath. each side of the lunchbox (metal) had a submarine. one of them was the U.S.S. Nautilus. (this was circa 1961. never ate lunch iunch in the cafeteria, and seem to remember going home everyday for lunch, but, like Yumiko, remember carrying that lunchbox. watching Father Knows Best on the 12:30 time slot during lunch at home was the activity, having to leave about 12:40 to get back to school ontime - just at the time Bud…                    </summary>

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                            mine was different pictures of submarines with their names underneath. each side of the lunchbox (metal) had a submarine. one of them was the U.S.S. Nautilus. (this was circa 1961. never ate lunch iunch in the cafeteria, and seem to remember going home everyday for lunch, but, like Yumiko, remember carrying that lunchbox. watching Father Knows Best on the 12:30 time slot during lunch at home was the activity, having to leave about 12:40 to get back to school ontime - just at the time Bud Anderson was starting to get into trouble.                        </content>
                    
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                    <title>Mine was a Roy Rodgers lunch…</title>
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                                        <updated>2009-11-20T21:06:36.322Z</updated>
                    
                                            <author>
                            <name>Ernie Stock</name>
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                        Mine was a Roy Rodgers lunch box which I still have minus the thermos. I think I had a salami sandwich every day for 7 years. I guess we can all date ourselves by our lunch boxes.                    </summary>

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                            Mine was a Roy Rodgers lunch box which I still have minus the thermos. I think I had a salami sandwich every day for 7 years. I guess we can all date ourselves by our lunch boxes.                        </content>
                    
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                    <title>I lived close to the school s…</title>
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                                        <id>tag:www.ps164alumni.net,2009-08-28:1978143:Comment:27965</id>
                                        <updated>2009-08-28T05:11:56.122Z</updated>
                    
                                            <author>
                            <name>Yumiko Hoshi</name>
                            <uri>http://www.ps164alumni.net/profile/YumikoHoshi</uri>
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                        I lived close to the school so I never brought lunch to school, but somehow I remember having a lunch box. I am pretty sure it was a red plaid design with a matching thermos inside. For some reason, I vaguely remember pouring cold milk into the thermos cap that also served as a lid and also pouring chicken noodle soup into it too...and eating a sandwich my mother put in the wax paper sandwich bag. My mother is visiting me now from Tokyo and we are trying very hard to remember why I have these…                    </summary>

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                            I lived close to the school so I never brought lunch to school, but somehow I remember having a lunch box. I am pretty sure it was a red plaid design with a matching thermos inside. For some reason, I vaguely remember pouring cold milk into the thermos cap that also served as a lid and also pouring chicken noodle soup into it too...and eating a sandwich my mother put in the wax paper sandwich bag. My mother is visiting me now from Tokyo and we are trying very hard to remember why I have these memories when I went home for lunch everyday (except for the two weeks I ate in the cafeteria).                        </content>
                    
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