As the big buses from 32 states rolled into Albuquerque last week, 1,129 teenage voices inside howled in eerie chorus. The tunes sounded oddly like Hail, Hail, The Gang's All Here and Let Me Call You Sweetheart. They came out as "lo, lo, omnes adsunt,/ Quid curae est nobis/ Quid curae est nobis . . ." and "Vocabo te amicam/ Ego amo te/ Audiam te dicer e/ Te amare me . . ." It was the Junior Classical League, holding its seventh national convention at the University of New Mexico.
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