The 1971 Ranger Part I % :?$ l ■ts sfe l : ■' ■' ,---.. V. - . n.. ., IIP - ' ' £ ' H$s fllpR iifefiiy ■il iii || ' mil ' ' isi|: il j(iii | :§ ' $i? ' ■' !f?% iili vm:mMM6m I8R 5 ....... He looked . . . and he wondered . 1 Wi % - r ' - •mm ■5 3 £ I - j mm £s Mtffek -WW? 5? ltStf MkM ' - ' ' V •- 2£ f :ry wv:t : rr i tK3S! ' He was once a seeker and he sought to find something to applaud and, at times he was excited. He was now a student and he fought to wonder, and to act, and react, and everything jell into its space and out of place. He was a student and he was often alone . . . . sometimes a little crazy, and always he wondered what was important. As the day began they shook off their headaches, drank coffee, and groaned at each other. The crew was in the yard, putting up the tents. After an hour or so of recuperation they carted up the books and sat them in the sunshine. Will the helicopter show? Who cares? When does the beer get here? I got some in my car. Cold? It ' s in a cooler. Great! I don ' t know. I haven ' t talked to them in a month. As the day progressed, they drank themselves through it. Hey Yeah? Get screwed. Please announce the dog races. Get screwed. Here It Comes 10 Did we win the rugby game? Ha Ha. Baseball? Ha Ha. Well, at least the helicopter showed. Yeah. The final count read four hundred, and the boys were groaning again, but everything else was the same. They turned to each other, one of them threw up, another didn ' t know what to say, and they all went downstairs to the dance. Ranger Day II Beginning 12 what am i doing here? i ' m not even sure i want to be here. I : 14 i ' m getting surer every minute that i don ' t want to be here, why is that lady looking at me like that? this place is making me sicker all the time, i know i don ' t want to be here. L5 but if i ' m not here, i mean i could go over there but once i got there it would be another here all over again, wow man that ' s pretty heavy for my first week of college. i guess i ' ll make it okay. L6 17 C- «lh Keep It Like Woodstock L8 Finally, on Wednesday, I caught him. He was running to the cigarette machine. I pulled him into the bar, switched on my tape recorder, and we began: Playboy: So what was your reaction? Morris: Well, I can ' t see that much was actually accomplished. Playboy: How much money did they collect? Morris: Well, I really don ' t know. They collected $60 up at Loretto . . . Playboy: According to them. Morris: Yes — good point. But I think it was largely an un- successful venture. You got a match? Playboy: No, I don ' t. Why did they do it? Morris: Impractical hope. Playboy: There weren ' t many there . . . Morris: Lotta freaks, yeah. Playboy: Perhaps . . . Morris: Yes — perhaps it is indicative of some change of atmosphere on campus. Huelga! Playboy: Why did you go? Morris: Ha — it was free. Playboy: Did you sample the wine? Morris: Certainly. Playboy: The grass? Morris: Certainly. Why do people make such a big deal of it any- way? You know when I was a kid we used to smoke hay. It was harsh but had great effects — and no one thought a thing of it. Playboy: Really? Where was this? Morris: Iowa. Playboy: Really? Morris: Yeah. He excused himself and went looking for a match. By the time he came back we were both gone; him to the evils of alcohol, me to the evils of thought. K% -w m ■■w ! hI l flH:  V , Jk A i WL m m W 1 |H| y m Mm ; !  - After Us, the Deluge 20 Determination and stamina are historically known characteristics of great leaders, let us say no less for ours. Carry On! we cried and they did; to the Keg, then to the Nu Gnu, up to. the second floor, back down to the first and on and on and on . . . We can ' t forget though that for someone to assert effort towards progress and against stagnation he has to be commended, and some did get up the next morning. 2] Volunteer Night Hey Frank Yeah What did you sign up for Retarded Home in Jefferson County Why Don ' t ask. Let ' s eo down to the bar Already knee deep into another year, precariously balancing on a thin rope awaiting the jail to either side. V- A month past sounds my redundance of resolutions. I ' m not going to waste another year this year. This year I ' m really going to assert myself, I ' m going to study, get good grades this year ... Already the futility of its strikes, but if I could only look everything right in the face I know I ' ve been the inflictor of my blindness, but if I look any closer, I ' ll have to decide. That seems too hard, too alone. De Smet 26 ■J s 1 1 1- J W I 27 Carroll Hall - j . y 31 nnw- Charley ' s Aunt 32 ■■% I • A thousand clowns. — p. fleming Exec Board I Joe Branconi President Paul Fleming Vice President John Caruso Secretary John Owen Director of College 1 William Krieg Relations shauser Treasurer Jim Mitchell Director of Social Affairs Don Gury Director of Community Relations -i mm H ■i — JPr Si -3 -• ' . . B 0 36 Well, I think they try hard, but how much can seven guys do? 37 Alice is a fink. ' a moment suffering dejection after hours contesting rejection continually through unending subjection unceasingly pleading for promise, promised perfection 38 wishing, straining, aching, paining, nothing He ' s an ass. He really is such a . . . 39 To oppose Fascism, we need neither heavy armaments nor bureaucratic apparatuses. What we need above all is a different way of looking at life and human beings. My dear friends, without this different way of looking at life and human beings, we shall ourselves become Fascists. — Silone I am not really interested in education as a subject. What moves me more are the problems of the young. At best, questions about education should be treated topically: as a way of living with the present, of making do. But there is something beyond that too, a way of looking at men and women, a visionary expectation that keeps us seeking the most human ways of making do. But the most human ways of making do these days have little to do with our rhetoric about the public schools, and we forget in the midst of it what we really owe the young. But knowing what we owe them means knowing what is going on, and it is hard to get a fix on that. Whatever happens is shrouded in folds of propaganda and rhetoric, abstraction and fantasy. Revolu- tion, Repression, The Age of Aquarius, The Counter-Culture, Law and Order, The Great Society, The Death of Reason, The Psychedelic Revolution ... It goes on and on — a vast illusion comprised of banners and winking neon meanings that fog the frantic soup in which we swim: the mixture of innocent yearning and savagery, despair and exhilaration, the grasping for paradise lost, paradise now, the reaching for a sanity that becomes, in frustration a new kind of madness. If this is not the kingdom of apocalypse, it is at least an apocalyptic condition of the soul. We want the most simple human decencies, but in our anguish we are driven to extremes to find them. We reach blindly for whatever offers solace. We yearn more than ever for some kind of human touch and seem steadily less able to provide it. We drift in our own confusion, chattering about the future : at once more free and more corrupt, more liberated and bound, than any others on the face of the earth. CHILDREN I U i OF 10 THE APOCALYPSE lis In the midst of it, adrift, the young more than ever seem beautiful but maimed, trying against all odds to salvage something from the mess. With daring and luck many seem to survive, and some few thrive, but too many others — more than we imagine — already seem destined to spend their lives wrestling with something very close to psychosis. Despite all our talk we have not adequately gauged their suffering. Theirs is a condition of the soul that marks the dead end of the beginnings of America — a dreadful anomy in which one loses all access to others and the self: a liberation that is simultaneously the most voluptuous kind of freedom and an awful form of terror. Merely to touch in that condition, or to see one another, or to speak honestly is to reach across an immense distance. One struggles with the remnants of a world- view so pervasive, so perverse, that everyone must doubt whether it is possible to see anything clearly, say it honestly, or enter it innocently. The tag ends of two dozen different transplanted foreign cultures have begun to die within us, have already died, and the young have been released into what is perhaps the first true American reality — one marked, above all, by the absence of any coherent culture. The problem is not merely that the system is brutal and corrupt, nor that the war has revealed how savage and cynical a people we are. It is, put simply, that social reality seems to have vanished altogether. One finds among the young a profound and befuddled sense of loss — as if they had been traumatized and betrayed by an entire world. What is released and space for some is for the others a constant sense of separation and vertigo — a void in which the self can float or soar but in which one can also drift un- moored and fall; and when one falls, it is forever, for there is nothing underneath, no culture, no net of meaning, nobody else. That is, of course, what we have talked about for a century: the empty existential universe of self-creation. It is a condition of the soul, an absolute loss and yearning for the world. One can become anything — but nothing makes much sense. Adults have managed to evade it, have hesitated on its edges, have clung to one another and to institutions, to beliefs in the system, to law and order. But now none of that coheres, and the young seem unprotected by it all, and what we have evaded and even celebrated in metaphor has become, for a whole generation, a kind of daily emotional life. U ; - ' ■% ' •. -■. The paradox, of course, is that the dissolution of culture has set us free to create almost anything — but it also deprived us of the abilities to do it. Strength, wholeness, and sanity seem to be functions of relation, and relation, I think is a function of culture, part of its intricate web of approved connection and experience, a network of persons and moments that simultaneously offer us release and bind us to the lives of others. One belongs to and in culture in a way that goes beyond mere politics or participa- tion, for belonging is both simpler and more complex than that: an immersion in the substance of community and tradition, which is itself a net beneath us, a kind of element in which men seem to float, protected. That is, I suppose, what the young have lost. Every personal truth or experience puts them at odds with the official version of things. There is no connection at all between inner truth and what they are demanded and rewarded is a kind of absolute lie, a denial of their confusion and need. The drifting free is the sense of distance; it is distance — not a generation gap, but the huge gulf between the truth of one ' s own pain and the world ' s empty forms. Nothing supports or acknowledges them, and they are trapped in that gulf, making the best of things, making everything up as they go along. But that is the most basic and awful task of all, for it is so lonely, so dangerous, so easily subverted, so easily swayed. The further along one gets the more alone one is, the more fragile and worried, the deeper into the dark. It is there, of course, that one may need help from adults, but adults have not talent for that at all; we do not admit to being in the dark — how, then, can we be of any use? 12 If all this is so, what sense can one make of the public schools? They are stiff, unyielding, micro- cosmic versions of a world that has already disappeared. They are, after all, the state ' s schools, they do the states work, and their purpose is the preservation of things as they were. Their means are the isolation of ego and deflection of energy. Their main structural function is to produce in the young a self- delusive independence — a sys- tem of false consciousness and need that actually renders them dependent on institutions and the state. Their corrosive role-playing and demand systems are so ex- tensive, so profound, that nothing really human shows through — and when it does, it appears only as frustration, exhaustion, and anger. That, of course, is the real out- rage of the schools: their systematic corruption of the relations among persons. Where they should be comrades, allies, equals, and even lovers, the public schools make them teacher and student -re- placeable units in a mechanical ritual that passes on, in the name of education, an emotional plague ; a kind of ego and per- sonality that has been so weak- ened, so often denied the experi- ence of community or solitude, that we no longer understand quite what these things are or how to achieve them. Whatever one ' s hopes or loves, each teacher is engaged daily in that same conspiracy to maim the young. But I am talking here about more than the surface stupidities of attendance requirements, grades or curriculum. Those can be changed and updated. But what seems truly untouchable is what lies behind and beneath them: the basic ir- redeemable assumptions about what is necessary, human, or good; the treatment of the person, time, choice, energy, work, community, and pleasure. It is a world-view so monolithic and murdous that it becomes a part of us even while we protest against it. 43 I remember returning one fall to a state college in California after a sum- mer in the mountains. I had been with my friends, writing, walking, making love — all with a sense of quietude. That first day back I felt as I always did on campus, like a sly, still undis- covered spy. After all, what was it to me? I walked into my first class and began my usual pitch: They would grade themselves, read what they wanted or not at all, come to class or stay home. It was theirs to choose — their learning, their time, their space. But they were perplexed by that. Was it some kind of trick? They began to question me, and finally one of them asked, But what can we do if we don ' t know what you want? It was a minimal satori. I could not speak. What ran through my mind was not only the absolute absurdity of the question but the lunacy of our whole charade: the roles we played, the place we met, the state ' s mazelike building, the state ' s giantesque cam- pus, and, beyond all that, what we mean by schooling, and how we had been possessed by it. I knew that whatever I answered would be senseless and oppressive, for no matter how I disclaimed my role, whatever I said would restore it. So I stood there instead in silence, aware that what I had taken lightly to be mad was indeed mad, and that one could never, while there, break through those roles into anything real. Well, almost nevre. The most human acts I have ever found in our colleges and high schools are the ones most discouraged, the surrepititious sexuality between teachers and students. Although they were almost always cramped and totally exploitive, they were at least some kind of private touch. I used to imagine that one fine afternoon the doors of all offices would open wide with a trumpet blast, and teachers and students would dance hand in hand in total golden nakedness on the campus lawns in a paroxysm of truth. In a sense, what I imagined then is close to what sometimes happens more realistically in the student strikes and demonstrations. One finds in the participants a sense of exhilaration and release, a regained potency and a genuine transformation of feeling: the erotic camaraderie of liberation. There is an immense and im- mediate relief at the cessation of pretense. It is one ' s role, as well as the rules which is transgressed, and one somehow becomes stronger, more real — and suddenly at home. But that doesn ' t happen often, and usually only in the colleges, and the young are left elsewhere and almost always to suffer in silence the most destructive effect of the schools — not their external rules and structure, but the ways in which we internalize them and falsify ourselves in order to live with them. The state creeps in and gradually oc- cupies us; we act and think within its forms; we see through its eyes and it speaks through our mouths — and how, in that situation, can the young learn to be alive or free. We try. We open the classroom a bit and loosen the bonds. Students use a teacher ' s first name, or roam the small room, or go ungraded, or choose their own texts. It is all very nice; better, of course, than nothing at all. But what has it got to do with the needs of the young? We try again. We devise new models, new programs, new plans. We innovate and renovate, and beneath it all our schemes always contain the same vacancies, the same smells of death, as the schools. One speaks to planners, designers, teachers, and administrators; one hears about schedules and modules and curricular innovations — new systems. It is always materials and technique, the chronic Ameri- can technological vice, the cure that murders as it saves. It is all so smug, so pro- gressively right — and yet so useless, so far off the track. One knows there is something else altogether: a way of feeling, access to the soul, a way of speaking and embracing, that lies at the heart of all yearning or wisdom or real revolution. It is that, precisely, that has been left out. It is something the planners cannot remember: the living tissue of community. Without it, of course, we shrivel and die, but who can speak con- vincingly about that to those who have never felt it? I remember talking to one planner about what one wants from others. Respect, he said, And their utmost effort. But all I want, I said, is love and a sense of humor. His eyes lit up. I see, he said. You mean positive feedback. Positive feedback. So we debauch our own sweet nature. I don ' t want positive feedback, nor do the young. What they need is so much more important and profound — not skills but qualities of the soul; daring, warmth, wit, imagination, honesty, loyalty, grace, and resilience. But one cannot be taught those things; they cannot be programmed into a machine. They seem to be learned instead, in activity and communion — in the adventurous presence of other real persons. But there is no room in the schools for that. There is no real hope of making room there. Those who want to aid the young must find some other way to do it. Yes, I know, that is where most of the young still are. I can hear the murmurs protesting that only the de- mented, delinquent, or rich can go elsewhere. But that is just the point. This is the monolithic system of control that must be broken. We have wasted too much time and energy on the state ' s schools, and we have failed to consider or create alternatives. Now it is time to cut loose from the myth. We must realize once and for all that, given the real inner condition of the young, the state ' s schools are no place to try to help them. 15 But if that is the case, my friends ask, what do you do? I have no easy answers. There are cultural conditions for which there are no solutions, turnings of the soul so pro- found and complex that no system can absorb or contain them. How would one have solved the Reformation? Or first-century Rome? One makes adjustments and accommodations, one dreams about the future and makes plans to save us all, but in spite of all that, because of it, what seems more important are the private in- dependent acts that become more necessary every day: the ways we find as private persons to restore to one another the strengths we should have now — whether to make the kind of revolution we need or to survive the repression that seems likely. What I am talking about here is a kind of psychic survival: our ability to live decently beyond institutional limits and provide for our comrades enough help to sustain them. What saves us as men and women is always a kind of witness: the quality of our own acts and lives. This is the knowledge, of course, that institutions bribe us to forget, the need and talent for what Kropotkin called mutual aid — the private assumption of responsibility for others. I remember talking one evening with a student who was arguing the need for burning things down. Her face was a stiff, resisting mask of anger and grief. L cdtJLfrA .■■? :■% ■' .... ttffas £ £ ■But what else, she said, can I do? I wasn ' t sure. Try to get to the bottom of things. Try to see clearly what must be done. But when I see clearly, she said, I freak out. That ' s why we need friends, I said. But I have no friends. And she began to cry. That is it precisely. How does one really survive it? There is nothing for such pain save to embrace it, to heal it with warmth, with one ' s own two hands. One comes to believe that what each of us needs is an absolute kind of lover — not for the raw sex, but for what is sometimes beneath and intrinsic to it: a devoted open presence to perceive, acknowledge, and embrace what we are. That is the legitimacy which comes neither from the ballot nor the gun, a potency, resilience, and courage that one can learn only by feeling at home in the world. But how can the young feel that? There are few such lovers, and the other old ways are gone. Once upon a time one had a lived relation to culture, or place, or the absolute. But God has vanished and the culture is tattered and savage and place has become the raw, empty suburb or the ghetto. . .- « What else is left? Not much. Only others: those adrift in the same dark, one ' s brothers and sisters, comrades and lovers — the broken isolate bits of a movable kingdom, an invisible community that shares, inside, a particular fate. It is only in their eyes and arms, in their presence and affection, that one becomes real, is given back, and discovers the extent of one ' s being. What are we talking about here are really acts of love, the gestures by which one shares with others the true dimension and depth of the world. Those gestures are a form of revelation, for they restore to others a sense of what is shared. But one can only make them when one feels free, when the space we inhabit is our own, an open environment, a field in which we can begin to see clearly, act freely — and be real. I know that this is shaky ground. How can one explain what one means by real? It is experiential and subjective: a quality and con- dition of some kind of deeply in- habited moment. We talk about ecstasy and ego — death and peak experience, but those seem equally imperfect ways of describing the experience of being in the world. One is. That is all. Our chronic sense of isolation dissolves; there is a correspondence, an identity, be- tween inner and outer, world and world. It is a making whole; it knits together the self at the same time that the self is felt to be a part, the heart, of what surrounds What it is, always, is a reclamation of our proper place in the world — and those who want to help the young must realize that that it cannot happen in the schools. Perhaps, after all, it doesn ' t really matter whether we trans- gress their limits by leaving them or while staying within them, so long as we learn to ignore them wherever we are. Can one do that while still in the state ' s schools? I don ' t think so. But perhaps some teachers want to try — and why not? Perhaps it is worth the ef- fort and anguish— as long as one always re- members that one ' s primary obligation is not to the system, not to the state, but to the young — and not as a teacher, but as an equal and ally. That obligation — like a doctor ' s or lawyer ' s — is absolute, more important than our own comfort or job, and it can be satis- fied only when one is willing to refuse, point- blank, to do anything that really damages the young — no matter who programs or asks for it. One must be willing to suspend the rules, refuse one ' s role, reject the system — and live instead with the young — wherever you find them — as the persons we really are. If that is impossible in the schools, then one must be willing to leave the schools and take the young, too — into the street, into one ' s own home — whereever we can live sensibly together. 47 Perhaps what schools need are escape committees of resistance devoted, like the draft resistance, to discovering alternatives for the young. We have plenty of working models, places such as the First Street School in New York or Berke- ley ' s Other Ways; the free schools scattered on either coast; community day-care centers and ghetto storefront schools; female liberation groups; communes of all kinds; free clinics; therapeutic centers like Synanon; experimental colleges; the hard-edged courage of the Panthers and Young Lords. All of these function in different ways as an education in liberation: the attempts of people to move past institutions and do for themselves what the state does not. Not everyone can do it, of course. It is a scary idea. Our heads are heavy with a fear of dropping out. The institu- tional propaganda convinces too many of us that there is one world here and another there, and that there is some kind of illegitimate limbo where our actions dissolve in the air. But there is simple private life, the life of the street, the free relations between persons, and it is only there, these days, that one can be free or real enough to serve the young. But if it is dangerous out there, it is also incredibly lovely at times, full of learning, full of freedom, and only those who have lived or traveled with the young in those open fields know just how exhilarating, if exhausting, it is. But what about the future? When I talk with my friends these days the sugarplum visions dance in their heads, and they tell me about their systems and salvations, or the dawn- ing age of Aquarius and the new consciousness. Well, I want to believe it. But these days there is also the cop at the door with his gun, and the new mechanical men, and also some- thing in me, the old Adam, the old father, whispering not yet, not yet. I remember a man I know in New York who ate nothing but bologna and cheese sandwiches, and when he broke his jaw and had to sip through a straw he dumped bologna and cheese and bread in his blender, added milk, and had his usual sandwich. Which is to say, the future changes, but we may not. Whatever there is on the other side of this confusion will be, at best, not so different from what we already have now, on occasion, in our best moments. No new senses, no third sexes, no cosmic orgasms, no karmic rebirths. No, if we are daring and lucky, what will be revolu- tionary will simply be that more of us, all of us, will have more of a chance for a decent human lifi comrades and lovers, a few touches of ecstasy, some solitude and space, a sense of self-determination. I once asked a student what she would do if she awoke in paradise. Walk around, she said. Get something to eat. I don ' t have any other answer. We will do what we do now — but we will do it better. We will sit talking with friends around a table, do some decent work, hold one another guiltlessly in our arms, touch a bit more softly, more knowingly. We will under- stand a bit more and dance a bit more and breathe a bit more and even think a little more — and all, perhaps, a bit more intel- ligently, more bravely. That isn ' t much, but it is also al- most everything, and what we are forced to do now is learn how to do all that for ourselves. There one to show us how — no program, no system. One can only have such lives by trying to live them, and that is what the young are trying to do these days, all on their own, whether we help them or not. The few real teachers I know, those really serving the young, are simply those who try to live such lives in their company, as freely and humanly as they can. The rest of education is almost always rhetoric and nonsense. Peter Marin, Children of the Apocalypse. Copy- right; 1970 by Peter Marin and Saturday Review, Inc. Reprinted by permission of SR and Peter Marin % IFA. 50 f s : i ' ' • ' •• 4 ' w iS BS B  z j « £ rage z« continuance? perhaps we sometimes stop for longer than a short break, but the times of laughs are so necessary for our peace of mind: our peace of mind is so necessary. , 51 Soccer  AVi --:« • . . . that ' s a bunch of crap No it isn ' t Look if we ' re ever going to get anywhere we ' ve got to start to change. Too much time, effort and money is wasted on sports. We ' ve got to quit this emphasizing and use all that waste on things far more important. Well I agree we shouldn ' t over emphasize but let ' s not do away with it all together. I believe it forms a valuable part of your education and thus your makeup — participant or nonparticipant. I don ' t see how it can be valuable, outside of some entertainment — costly entertainment. You ' re overlooking one thing. Our soccer team had a 6-6 season; ok so what! But it ' s an im- provement. Because those guys play because they like to and work hard to play well. They ' re just students, not athletes on scholarships. But it still seems a waste of effort. It wasn ' t a waste. They did everything them- selves. In addition to practicing they laid the lines plus worked on the field. Why? Because to them it was worth it. To them it was good. They en- joyed it and benefited and all without scholarships or acclaim, they ' re students like us out for fun. Well I ' m glad they benefited; it was such an effort to be wasted. Did they really get invited to the bowl games at University of Colorado? 53 1 V i im ' • ' ■REGIS 0- — 6 AIR FORCE ACADEMY REGIS 4- — 3 METROPOLITAN STATE REGIS 8- — ALPINE COLLEGE REGIS 0- — 8 COLORADO COLLEGE REGIS 8- — BAPTIST BIBLE COLLEGE REGIS 2- — 4 UNIVERSITY OF COLORADO REGIS 5- — ROCKMOUNT REGIS 5- — 3 ALPINE COLLEGE REGIS 0- — 4 UNIVERSITY OF DENVER REGIS 1- — 4 UNIVERSITY OF WYOMING REGIS 0- — 3 SCHOOL OF MINES REGIS 2- — 1 csu Season record — six wins and six losses 55 It ' s What Women ' s Lib Is All About 56 57 My Ulcer! My Nose! My Ego! 1 59 As indicated by the standings in both leagues, Intramural Football 1970 can be summed up in two words — Case and Krank. The A league saw Krank go unbeaten in seven games, with AKY finishing 5-2 as did the freshman entry, Nazguls Raiders. The Krabs, Italian Club, PXE, and the Scratch all trailed in the A league race. The B league was not much better with Case rolling to a 6-0 record. The Royal Suns and ADG were 4-2, a few notches ahead of the Head, Motherhood, and the Old Timers. The tournament narrowed the competition to six, and after both Nazguls Raiders and AKY had won preliminary games, the Intramural Champion- ship contenders had shrunk to four. Case, which featured a powerful offense with Jack Nihill doing the throwing and Terry Steinmetz the running was held under twenty points for the only time all year in their game with AKY. The AKY brothers put up a fight, but a failure to convert the extra point spelled defeat as Case moved into the finals, 14-12. Meanwhile, Krank had little trouble with the freshmen. Jim Donald- son ' s strong running was enough, as the seniors whacked Nazgul ' s 38-14 with relative ease. Thus the stage was set for the game everyone had waited for. A large crowd gathered despite the cold weather to watch these two arch rivals slug it out. Krank got on the scoreboard first as Joe Branconi swept left end for a four yard touchdown. Case came right back with a touchdown as Jack Nihill engineered a beautiful 65-yard drive for the score. Krank then got the game ' s first break as Terry Steinmetz was trapped in the end zone for a safety to vault the seniors into the lead, but Chris Whitaker took a pass from Nihill and streaked 72 yards to put Case ahead. The game continued in this fashion as neither team was able to stop the other all day long. In the fading moments of the game, after a pass from Nihill to Steinmetz had pushed the Case ahead 26-22, DeLeon Wilson intercepted a Branconi pass intended for Sandy Albrecht, killing a Krank drive and setting up another Case score. It came five plays later as Terry Steinmetz swept end for eight yards with the touchdown that put the title on ice for Case and ended the Krank dreams of winning the championship two years in a row. The final tally was 32-22 in the best game played in the intramural season. Individually, Terry Steinmetz was chosen the Most Valuable Player, and Jack Nihill was the Offensive Player of the Year. Krank was not forgotten, as Jim Kelly was picked the Defensive Player of the Year.  ■,« ' • 1$ , -W: 2 4 i -■r-,-.; ,l ' V , That ' s Sports— Sports . . . Courage! 63 61. The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band and Steve Martin 65 •4 -T - : , ' it -: ' i§  -s C „-, „ . JR, 6 v, ' ;• N - v ' ? 3 . -- Off 68 On 69 7(1 Elections 1970 well, I think he ' s a good man, but how much can one person do? get elected, sometimes. 71 73 Ho Hum . . . there is also greatness in yes, Virginia, slumps . . . freshman frolic day ton memorial belial mass of the holy spirit alpha delta plato mugwumps coors frank morriss friday afternoon club kings and queens monday night football aca- demics lou kellogg mid-terms exec board just mass language lab class cuts milton leader- ship conference gardner ' s editorials five year plan pass no pass freaks (right) yearbook marlboro mattione ' s concern general assembly donohoue ' s figures aquinas georgy ' s soccer finals communications student power ski lecturelecturelecture really, (yawn) 74 75 . . Yawn . . . PARADISE LOST e%s Jsfew Edition g 3 Edited y Merntt Y Hughes and... 78 . . . I ' m Bored. not all efforts are scoffed at or put aside, you know . . . some are useful, even exciting yeah sure and I ' m going to bed goodnight. REGIS PLATERS CHARLEYS BUNF NOV. 19-12 % r 3u m:i 79 Richard J. Bowles, Ji Chicago, III. WW £ CHRISTIAN ACTION Christian Action is concerned with building and de- veloping the Christian spirit at Regis. Those involved or- ganized monthly Antioch Weekends. Other various activi- ties were initiated on and off campus, such as days and weekends of renewal, work with the poor and deprived in the Denver area, talks and informal discussions, and cam- pus liturgy services. Christian Action serves as the center for Christian activities of all kinds, bypassing the usual complex organizational structures and rules in its per- sonal, living spirit. 80 Hockey is a constantly growing sport and here at Regis, there is no exception. The Regis hockey club, without fi- nancial assistance, has truly been one of admiration. Their opponents have certainly been formidable in the case of Arapahoe Jr. College and teams from Denver University, Colorado University, surrounding metro sponsored teams and cs.u. They are definitely a high-spirited group and one that hopes to carry on and build up the sport of Ice Hockey here at Regis College. The team is led by senior co-captain Steve Shields and sophomore co-captain Phil Villiaume. The Ranger Rev. Louis G. Maltione, S.J. Dean of Studies 1968 Regis College Denver, Colorado 8] 82 83 i 4 % ; i In spite of many things he was continually a student of these many things and he wondered . . . A fc •V IN 3 ■«-- . ?■■' 4 84 . . . and he learned. % He learned to become once again a seeker , . . . and he sought others: 86 And he gave them himself and he hoped in them and his hope was a kind of desperateness, but it was everything . . . and it was infinite. 87 Page Index closing introduction 84-89 concert 64-65 dorms 26-31 early events 10-23 education-academics 40-49 elections 70-73 freshman queen 16 intramural football 56-61 introduction 1-9 miscellaneous events 74-79 off-campus 68-69 ranger staff 96 regis players 32-33 soccer 52-55 student government 34-37 student body president 36 HH Mr. and Mrs Chicago, Illi Mr. and Mr: Westlake, O Mr. and Mr: Cincinnati, ( Dr. and Mrs Downer ' s G Helen and J Chicago, Illi Dr. and Mrs Glen Falls, 1 Mr. and Mr; Chicago, Illi Mrs. Edwin Brookfield, ' Mr. Paul Be Kansas City, Dr. and Mrs Tucson, Ari; Dr. and Mrs Elm Grove, Mr. and Mr: Wahoo, Nei Mr. and Mr; Casper, Wy Dr. P. Del ( Chicago, Illi Mr. and Mr Minneapoli: Philip Char Wheatridge M. A. Chav. Lake wood, • Mr. and Mi Covina, Cal John M. La Minneapoli Mr. and Mj New Holst Mr. and M Lesington, Mr. and M Paxton, N McEncroe Golden, C Mr. and fti McGrat 1 Jackson H Mr. and ft. Joliet, Illii Mr. and ft McNair Tulsa, Ok Joseph M Wauwato: Dr. and ft Maler, St. Louis, Mr. and J Wheatrid, Mr. and 1 Arvada,C 95 rang ' er, n. 1. a wanderer. Dear readers, (who?) Originally, I had nor planned to write the editor ' s letter — a traditional thank-you, explanation, and, in the eyes of some, look-at-what-I ' ve done note. However, as the last mailing date has come and gone, and still two pages remain unfinished, I suddenly feel within my soul the need for some sort of impassioned thank-you, explanation, and look- what-I ' ve-done note. First, the thank-you ' s. Brian Thuringer and Bob Conrad top the list. Between them they are responsible for almost every picture in this book, and some three or four hundred to spare. They managed to put up with my neurosis, disorganization, each other, a poorly equipped dark room, and an inconsistent staff. Brian ' s name will live immortally as the volunteer editor who asked not for the job and received little recogni- tion for his efforts. Next is Crudi. Mary Beth, as she is never referred to, personally turned out almost all of the quality copy, ideas, and layouts contained within. Only when the air thickened with rumors of future editorship did she move on to wiser and more beneficial projects. Not to be forgotten is Bob Sampson, who if nothing else kept two or three idiots working all night awake with his darkroom antics and heated, 3 a.m., exchanges with un- fortunate, all-night d.j. ' s. Margi Gubbins, Weasel Connole, and John Sauer all came through and helped out with layouts and pictures when the request was made. Also I can ' t forget the upper-echelon people mentioned previously. Now it is finished, perhaps for good. Several things are running through my mind. The future existence of the book is doubtful, and I will shed no tears if it goes. Some- where in the past the yearbook ' s functionalism died. We changed this year in an attempt to regain some of that functionalism, and I do believe, if nothing else, we made a step in the right direction. It was the price of that step which proved to be too high to pay. To those who are interested in seeing it survive as a meaningful publication, I offer this in the way of advice. Recruit a sufficient number of people who will work at least as they are needed, then seek out a person who wants the job of editor. After informing him of the duties and responsibilities that accompany the job, again assure yourself of his idiocy and desire to take the job. Then, help him as needed. Remove the responsi- bility for financing the book. Give him some academic credit. Do not punish him for his stupidity in trying to do the job. With that, my story is finished. Fm through. To any and all future yearbook crews, good luck. To any and all readers, I hope you have found this publication worth our time. Adieu, George Lauby Editor-in-chief 96 II The 1971 Second Semester Ranger, recording on these pages in word and picture the life and spirit of Regis College, hopes it takes root in the hearts of the students, faculty and friends, and in the forthcoming years that it may stimulate in the imagination enduring treasuries of your most cherished campus experience. With this in mind let us Introduce . mi Yes, said I, what we are doing is probably foolish but it is necessary nevertheless . . . 1 i The Coronation Ball Bread Russ Kirkpatrik 11 Well you ' ve cracked the sky, scrapers fill the air, but will you keep on building higher ' til there ' s no more room up there. Will you make us laugh, will you make us cry, will you tell us when to live, will you tell us when to die. Oh. I know we ' ve come a long way, we ' re changing day to day. But tell me where d ' th ' ch ' ldr ' n play. Where d ' th ' ch ' ldr ' n play Kat Stevens 13 It ' s been our contention throughout this entire campaign, that if anything is ever to be ac- complished on this campus that the student body and the executive board have to take their mutual responsibilities. I mean everybody up here, all fourteen have felt that way. It has also been our feeling as of late that this campaign and the campaign process in general has alien- ated us from our goal. People go to one side or the other. People for Tom will not talk to me, people for me will not talk to Tom. If we are ever to get anything done around here we better get together as human beings . . . Needless to say the last nine days have been very difficult for me to bear as well as the other thirteen people involved in this election. What we ' ve tried to do, we ' ve tried to go to the student body and ask them what their feelings about the election is, and what have we seen? Nothing constructive from the student body itself. No, students, we ' ve watched you deface our posters, call us names, burn our banners and sling as much crap as you could. And now you sit out there with your crap detectors wait- ing for us to put a show on for you. For us, the fourteen of us, I think student government means a lot to us and without you what good are we . . . 25th Edition 17 B a 1 1 ™ W mm m % . . A Basketball 1970-1971 REGIS OPPOSITION 72 Univ. of Northern Colo. 84 83 Ft. Hays State College 67 81 University of Wyoming 79 93 Rockhurst College 94 88 Southern Utah State 84 84 Westminster College 72 35 University of Denver 44 41 Western State College 57 86 Ft. Lewis College 78 69 Ft. Hays State College 76 90 Univ. of Northern Colo. 79 126 Southern Utah State 99 82 Westminster College 91 REGIS OPPOSITION 96 New Mexico Highlands 91 80 Colo. School of Mines 70 81 Adams State College 85 96 W. New Mexico Univ. 113 91 Colo. School of Mines 93 116 Western State College 89 107 Ft. Lewis College 77 54 Air Force Academy 68 99 Adams State College 105 84 W. New Mexico Univ. 94 27 Univ. of Denver 38 70 Air Force Academy 74 G kj Hr9 Bfr i?- 1 mvl w - W ' t 3mJ Intramural Basketball 1970-1971 Case Victory 1 24 2 b If one wishes to promote a peoples cul- ture, let him try to promote this higher unity first, and work for the destruction of the modem educative system for the sake of a true education. Let him dare to con- sider how the health of a people that has been destroyed by history may be restored, and how it may recover its instincts with its honour! ' Nietzsche . 29 ■■■Francisco Aybar, Pianist Affiliate Artist at the University of Denver The college... It should not go on teaching elementary courses in obvious subjects like elementary english or elementary french or remedial reading. It should abandon, I think, repetitive Amer- ican history ... It should, I think, abandon a great many non- academic subjects like training football coaches or basketball coaches or military training of things of that kind. The college should not compete with the university or the professional school at the other end . . . You should learn how to study things, should learn the importance of intellectual discipline, should learn the problems to be studied ... I hope the colleges will not pro- vide endless introductions and surveys to everything so that it exposes the young to something like general culture . . . We must remember that the students learn not just in the classrooms. It is one of the basic American misunderstandings that you learn by taking certain courses, by sitting in a classroom. Students learn from each other first and foremost. The most important thing about any institution is the student body. The next most important thing is the library and the faculty but if you have a good student body you probably won ' t need a faculty, on the other hand if you get a good faculty, you ' ll get a good student body. This is a closely interrelated thing . . . We teach too many things, we teach too much, we don ' t put enough responsi- bility on the student ... Henry Steele Commager Science Amphitheatre February 12, 1971 30 Questioning the church ' s mission and seeking an answer is not only a valid undertaking, but is necessary to make any sense of the church. Rev. Richard P. McBrien March 18, 1971 For the first time in human history, events happen- ing all over the surface of the globe are objects of immediate or near-immediate attention for all men. All cultures are present within us today simul- taneonsly — if they are not, we are to that extent today unrealized human beings. Walter Ong In the Human Grain 31 Twelve Angry Jurors Nancy Bologna, Kathy Denny, Nic Ament, Gary Groene, Dan Kamin- ski, Cindy James, Jim Renoha, John Bush, Kevin Barry, Mike Anderson, Cathy Huger, Allan Schaff 32 The Ski Team y 34 B G r r k is e n n d Construction work began Friday at Regis College on a $1,300,000 woman ' s residence hall facility, the seventh major addition to the college campus physical plant in 14 years. The three story structure will provide living space for 217 students in four-student suites. Of functional design, the buildings red brick exterior will match that of other campus buildings. Plans call for completion of the project about mid- January, 1972. The new building will be located on the west side of the Regis campus, between the present Student Center and Administra- tion buildings. The Catholic Register 5 6 71 The controversial dorm was parking ground for many an argu- ment. The logic behind it — why do we need it? A seemingly surplus of funds being channelled into highly questionable di- rections. The great American expansion mania won again, parietal hall becomes a reality. ) 1 w wmfnh v a -- ■■■' ■ff t i-. — . % ■i . • m « v ■-« ' i x 40 0 ' ' y0 -. ' , i Siger Ski Club Outstanding Skier Award — Fred Delzell Outstanding Senior Athlete — Micheal O ' Donnell Outstanding Organization — Siger Ski Club Outstanding Faculty Member — Theology Department Executive Board Service Awards — Chris Whitaker Thomas Fogarty Francis McGivern Edward Regan Brown and Gold Outstanding Senior Award — Kevin Barry Theater Guild Outstanding Actor Award — Kevin Barry Men of the Year John Caruso Gregory Hendmann Paul Fleming James Mitchell John Owen Joseph Martin William Hart Micheal Tynan Joseph Branconi William Kriegshauser John Rubey Donald Gurey Phillip Riley Honors Banquet 38 Seniors 39 Kevin Barry 40 Joe Branconi and Nora Sheehen Ray Brisnehan Rick Carter Mike Brust 41 John Caruso Dave Claussen Marco Castaneda Kevin Collins 42 Rick Crotty John Daly 43 Bruce Edwards m Fred Delzell 4 ' is : y. .: ' Gary Daum Jim Donaldson 44 , %, Tom Elmore Gabriel Estrada PSSHI Daniel Fehringer Jack Fisher 45 Alan Flanigan Paul Fleming Tom Fogarty Mike Fogarty 46 Larry Franca Eugene Gasiorkiewicz Greg Gill Bill Ginther 47 Don Gury Paul Jaecksch Steve Johnson Larry Iwerson 48 :■James Kaye Perry King Eugene Korpalski Richard Kelsh 49 Tom Kosina Tony Kriegshauser Richard Kowalsky Robert Kubicki 50 Norman Lambert Peter Lapicola David Lopez Ron Leonhard 5.1 « Gilbert Lucero Frank McGivern : i r L Bob Mailander Stanley McMahon 52 ; - : . - ; . ' • ' • ' . :■•-• ' ., V ' • . .■' - v ,. Albert Martinez Joe Martin .... Lyra Martin The William Martin Family 53 Gerry Mestas Robert Nadorff Herman Moseley Patrick Morrison 54 Jim Paradowski Joe Pergola u s y ' John Owens Dick Peters 55 Ann Ryan Ernest Quintana r 1 Bill Shanlcy Bruce Powdrill 56 J. R. Stearns 57 mm u n John Teske Bill Tillotson Holt Tipton Mike Tierney 58 Joan Valko Lloyd Watkins 5S Steve Weiman Heinz Weiss beck Richard Weisbecker Tom Wodniak 60 Jean Ann Zeman P . Jim Wiley Ron Zarlengo 61 Seniors Not Pictured Chuck Kolasinski Adrian, Michael Albrecht, Edgar Brice, Peter Broncucio, Thomas Cadiz, Frederick Christy, Kenneth Cooper, Ronald Cramer, James Dougherty, Robert Engel, Richard Gallipeau, Thomas Hackett, Kathleen Jones, William Kluge, James McKinnon, George Ord, David Peter, Sr. Mary Peterlin, Charles Ruybal, Edward Schultz, Sr. Mary Starkey, James Steger, Robert Tassian, Michael Van Hee, Sr. Joan Weingardt, Connie 62 painting by Tunnison 63 Leading Life Sonnet 1 Beautiful life of no beginning, of no end Holds the inherent truth existing In the real m of universal being Which seeks the Love, its soul to send. Searching for cosmic touch leaves nothing to defend For everything is ever in the eternal, rolling Wheel of Destiny which patiently moves binding The all to the one that for all does tend. We are the individualizations of God for God is the ocean and we are the waves, God is the soft blanket of snow and we are Sparkling flakes that melt to give anew to that which saves. It is ours to question but also to know That life is our journey to uniting love that leads us from woe. Dale Gardner 64 I Void Youth awakened, perplexed. He lay for many minutes Without sound, without sight In the cool dark emptiness of Hope. Wisdom came to his side And opened his glass eyelids gently. She took him by the hand To the fores of Knowledge, Wherein Youth spoke: This is a vast and dense forest, Without you to lead me I am lost. But she was pleased, For he entered the forest alone. She then took him quietly To the river of Success Once again Youth spoke: Wisdom, this is a swift river. Without you I will be swept away. But once again he led the way, Finding each stepping stone To the other side. She smiled. Next they approached the land of Love. Youth started across, But fell into hidden quicksand. As he slowly sank deeper, he said: Wisdom, you have betrayed my trust. You have led me to this place of Death. She walked to the spot Where he had been; Sorrowfully but helplessly. JRP -painting by Scherrer 65 J f . • JJ  ■£: ;?si - — painting by Tunison I dreamt the other night of getting a summer job. much like a fantasy i thought myself passing out balloons to the little children at the zoo. just imagine yourself alone admidst a crowd of tikes all standing in indecision which one to choose they ' re all so nice which one was made alone for them. the decision comes, now you sort it out place the magic string so firmly in their little hands you watch as they proudly march away the new found owner of this tiny piece of airswelled joy. 66 I Cry And Laugh In The Hopes of Turning the World G Major of invisible dreams hopeless extremes bouncing highly blindly dryly for the lack of someone to be you of ripened sage mellowing age softly sighing discernibly tying the loose end together for me to see me die a self created lie fusion of soul and mind magnificentally bind us together burning loving learning -M. Smith Walking along a city street, or in a meadow green The stars in the eyes of a lady are something that I ' ve never seen The sun and the stars all laugh at me Cause I ' m growing old much too soon A feeling of loneliness circles my heart As I ' m walking along with the moon I have friends that I know in the daytime; they make my mornings seem right But I know these people are just sunshine friends; cause I ' m left All alone every night I dream of a lady with gold in her hair And I wait for a happiness tune But the lady ' s soon gone and my song isn ' t there And I ' m walking alone with the moon Darkness fades with the dawning and dawning breaks into day I wait for the day when the sun shines so brightly, That it melts all my blues away I ' ll see stars in the eyes of a lady I know And I ' ll sing out a happiness tune But for now I ' ll just gaze at the face in the sky And go walking alone with the moon Clarence Johnsen 68 s Illicit Kaleidoscopic Experiment A (to me) The Light (and) Wondrous Day of nowhere trails and mountainsides of seesaw lands have come to glide with me of (sometimes) at your side you the boy of love who knows that freedom is like the gale that blows is one with love which then can grow. With you my days of sunshine pain a silence pain with what is you and all that ' s me again again of gone seems far more bright than dawning here midst blinding sight The aura you of running play as you say today life to you to me who knows the wheel spins on will you still glow? brings magic to the eyes And with the magic day implies Another darkness to comprise potential light with which to . . . ' .!. — M. Smith go gently as you are, unfolding a little more each day the peaks of your mountains and the foam of your waves, and the flame you hold inside so that one day yours will reach the stars and light a smothered torch. and your joy will multiply giving hope where there was despair and life where there was but mere existence — so you have helped to do for me and will do for others simply by your being — 69 70 1 1 ■■■B ' ? ' ' ■' • B 1 1 71 Baseball- 1971 ; | ft . :• • « J .... .... ... V . .. v r 72 «r t mage: 9 ' ■L v r • REG S OPPONENT 5 Metro State College 3 10 Metro State College 6 li Metro State College 8 20 Metro State College 10 2 Univ. of Colorado 4 I Univ. of Colorado 4 10 Colorado Mines 15 13 Colorado Mines 3 10 Colorado Mines 11 13 Colorado Mines 14 6 Metro State College l-i 3 Air Force Academy 16 5 College of Artesia 4 8 College of Artesia 6 7 College of Artesia 3 2 College of Artesia 1 3 New Mexico State Univ. 6 3 New Mexico State Univ. 13 4 New Mexico State Univ. 5 7 New Mexico State Univ. 9 1 Eastern New Mexico 9 2 Eastern New Mexico 9 7 Eastern New Mexico 4 4 Eastern New Mexico 10 10 New Mexico Highlands 5 3 New Mexico Highlands 5 New Mexico Highlands 10 3 New Mexico Highlands 14 •i Western State College l 5 Western State College 6 6 Adams State College 8 10 Adams State College 16 2 Air Force Academy 9 i Adams State College 16 6 Adams State College 10 12 Western State College- 7 9 West, State College 10 7 Colorado College 5 9 Colorado College 12 73 ' W ?Qr The Regis College Tennis team placed third in conference this year. They ended the year with a 9 won 9 loss record. In the same season intramural softball showed some strange characteristics. . jj £ : i _ 74 Jr. Sr. Prom (An Allnighter Special) 76 j Jf Afj Ait0 . M ■■! y y ■fi i (4 p k ■« ' ' ' h y ' 4 | . ' . Hip 1 y ' Vj  J iff • K ' K 4 K ' C A fa? 0ff  v - v y jf. M«- q t -v,. ' I 77 Mr. Rubey Does It Again Chase Steve Martin Brent Lewis 78 BP TJ|  •«; ' W ; M l F wA And the Absolute Insanity of The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band 79 Ranger Day . . . Ml j[ In HI Hi f .k ™ !?-- The People 80 The Games . . . The Beer. 84 Graduation 1971 S5 86 Editors: Mary Griffin Bob Conrad Assistants: Mary Connole Greg Albracht Contributors: Kevin Baptist Rob Bryans Allen Campbell Katie Egan Bill Everett Kevin Ford Margaret Gubbins Julie Hyde Val James Perry King Chris Larson Steve Newell Keith Pelot Tom Shea John Tunison 88 Mr. and Mrs. Eugene Agnois Chicago, Illinois Mr. and Mrs. Raymond Arth Westlake, Ohio Mr. and Mrs. Stanley Bachmeyer Cincinnati, Ohio Dr. and Mrs. Phillip Baker Downers Grove, Illinois Helen and John Banner Chicago, Illinois Dr. and Mrs. C. R. Bannon Glen Falls, New York Mr. and Mrs. John Barron Chicago, Illinois Mrs. Edwin Baldwin Brookfield, Wisconsin Mr. Paul Bergman Kansas City, Kansas Dr. and Mrs. James Brady Tucson, Arizona Dr. and Mrs. William Brah Elm Grove, Wisconsin Mr. and Mrs. Richard Breunig Wahoo, Nebraska Mr. and Mrs. Robert Bryans Casper, Wyoming Dr. P. Del Canto Chicago, Illinois Mr. and Mrs. John H. Carney Minneapolis, Minnesota Phillip Chamberlin Family Wheatridge, Colorado M. A. Chavez Lakewood, Colorado Patrons 1970-1971 M. J. Conlan Peoria, Illinois Walter B. Connnoly Grosse Pointe, Michigan Katie Conroy Minneapolis, Minnesota Roland Cote Manchester, New Hampshire Mr. and Mrs. Donald T. Coughlan Evergreen Park, Illinois Mr. and Mrs. Frank X. Cronan Edina, Minnesota Mr. and Mrs. James Daly Flossman, Illinois Mr. and Mrs. John J. Daly Benton Harbor, Michigan Andrew D. Darling Minneapolis, Minnesota Lawerence Dumont Broomfield, Colorado Raymond W. Dwyer Wauwatosa, Wisconsin Mr. and Mrs. John M. Ellsworth Chicago, Illinois Mr. and Mrs. Bruce Elmore Suisun, California Mr. and Mrs. Gabriel Estrada Kansas City, Missouri Thomas I. Fernandez Denver, Colorado Mr. and Mrs. Joseph A. Fitzpatrick Teaneck, New Jersey Ray Foley Minneapolis, Minnesota Mr. and Mrs. James A. Ford Denver, Colorado Richard and Dorthy Foristal Olivette, Missouri Mr. Peter L. Furseth Stillwater, Minnesota Jim Van Gemest Du Pere, Wisconsin Mr. and Mrs. Gordon P. Gill Neemah, Wisconsin The Gillespie Brothers Clayton, Missouri Mr. and Mrs. Nick A. Glorioso Milwaukee, Wisconsin Mr. and Mrs. Richard L. Gosset McAlester, Oklahoma Mr. and Mrs. Richard E. Grisier Birmingham, Michigan Mr. and Mrs. Joseph F. Gury Peoria, Illinois John L. Hackett Chicago, Illinois Frederick R. Hanson West Chicago, Illinois Mr. and Mrs. Victor Harness Jennings, Missouri Earl V. Harrington Green Bay, Wisconsin Joe G. Hasty Jr. Raytown, Missouri Mr. and Mrs. Robert E. Hater Cincinnati, Ohio Mr. and Mrs. Thomas F. Hawkins Oak Brook, Illinois 89 Mr. and Mrs. Jake Hellman Kearney, Nebraska Mr. and Mrs. Bernard J. Huger St. Albans, Missouri Mr. and Mrs. T. Harry Humphreys Tulsa, Oklahoma Mr. and Mrs. Richard Hurley Woodstock, Illinois Mr. and Mrs. Frank J. Iwerson Omaha, Nebraska Mr. and Mrs. John H. James Santa Ana, California Mr. and Mrs. Robert C. James Grand Junction, Colorado Raymond J. Juhl Commerce City, Colorado Mrs. Edwin F. Kaye Calumet City, Illinois Mr. and Mrs. Steven E. Keane Milwaukee, Wisconsin Mr. and Mrs. Jim Keegan Twin Falls, Idaho Wilbur and Ruth Kienstra Wood River, Illinois Rev. and Mrs. Robert King Indianapolis, Indiana Paul F. Kluding Des Moines, Iowa Mr. and Mrs. Joe Kovak St. Louis, Missouri Mr. and Mrs. Arthur Kubicki Chicago, Illinois Mr. and Mrs. Norine M. Kunzweiler Salt Lake City, Utah Patrons 1970-1971 Mr. and Mrs. Matthew J. Kurasz Chicago, Illinois Mr. and Mrs. W. A. Laband Covina, California John M. Lamb Minneapolis, Minnesota Mr. and Mrs. H. J. Langenfield New Holstein, Wisconsin Mr. and Mrs. C. M. Lauby Lexington, Nebraska Mr. and Mrs. Jim Lawler Paxton, Nebraska McEncroe Golden, Colorado Mr. and Mrs. Raymond L. McGrath Jackson Heights, New York Mr. and Mrs. George H. McKay Joliet, Illinois Mr. and Mrs. C. A. Mcnamara Jr. Tulsa, Oklahoma Joseph Majewski M.D. Wauwatosa, Wisconsin Dr. and Mrs. Thomas F. Maler Jr. St. Louis, Missouri Mr. and Mrs. Eugene E. Mapelli Wheatridge, Colorado Mr. and Mrs. Charles Marbach Arvada, Colorado Mr. and Mrs. Nicolas Marsch Jr. Wilmette, Illinois Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Mayer Chicago, Illinois Richard F. Melony Minneapolis, Minnesota Joaquin Mesta Chihuahua, Mexico Mr. and Mrs. Richard P. Milligan Maplewood, Missouri Mr. and Mrs. Lawrence Montano Leadville, Colorado Mr. and Mrs. John Moran Hunsdale, Illinois Mr. and Mrs. Robert Munroe Denver, Colorado Jim Moriarty Chicago, Illinois Mr. and Mrs. Charles J. Murphy Dubuque, Iowa A. Nahoum M.D. Grosse Pointe, Michigan Mr. and Mrs. Ralph A. Nelsen Westminster, Colorado Mr. and Mrs. Leon C. Nikels Ft. Lauderdale, Florida Akdo J. Nichols Bountiful, Utah Mr. and Mrs. Walt L. Novembre Bronz, New York Mr. and Mrs. Francis J. O ' Conner Dubuque, Iowa Dr. and Mrs. R. K. O ' Loughlin Lubbock, Texas George O ' Malley Des Moines, Iowa Dr. and Mrs. Graham Owens Prairie Village, Kansas Mr. and Mrs. Leo Paradoski St. Louis, Missouri 90 Mr. and Mrs. Jules T. Parisi La Grange Park, Illinois Richard Jean Pelot Sunset Hills, Missouri Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Petla Colorado Springs, Colorado Mr. and Mrs. R. J. Pfotenhauer Hudson, Ohio Mr. and Mrs. Dominick C. Pitoni Rochester, New York Mr. and Mrs. R. Phillip Pingle Tulsa, Oklahoma Dr. and Mrs. Anthony F. Porte Des Moines, Iowa Mr. Harry B. Quadrocci Wauwatosa, Wisconsin Mr. and Mrs. James J. Reidy Chicago, Illinois Fred A. Ritter Cincinnati, Ohio Mary E. Ritter Cincinnati, Ohio Mr. and Mrs. C. Rolnik Chicago, Illinois Mr. and Mrs. John Roselli Kansas City, Missouri Mr. and Mrs. V. P. Rothermich Tulsa, Oklahoma Mr. and Mrs. Frank I. Sato Denver, Colorado Charles J. Scarofiotti Denver, Colorado Patrons 1970-1971 Mr. and Mrs. Larrent J. Schutte Denver, Colorado Schermer, Schwappach, Borkon and Ramstead Minneaoplis, Minnesota Mrs. Edward Sheahan Elm Grove, Wisconsin John F. Shields Osterville, Massachusetts Charles J. Shumaker Rockford, Illinois Mr. and Mrs. Sickueson Jr. Fort Wayne, Indiana Marion F. Siedow Portland, Oregon Dr. and Mrs. Joseph M. Sichierski Griffith, Indiana Mr. and Mrs. Micheal Sokoloishe Sioux City, Iowa Mr. and Mrs. George M. Stillman Edina, Minnesota Clement J. Sullivan Sr. St. Louis, Missouri Dr. and Mrs. M. R. Swafford Tulsa, Oklahoma Mr. and Mrs. T. B. Swanson Glenview, Illinois Mr. and Mrs. Harold Thiesen Edina, Minnesota Mr. and Mrs. Robert Thompson Salt Lake City, Utah W. M. Thompson Winnemucu, Nevada John L. Thro Mankato, Minnesota Mr. and Mrs. Duane L. Tiger Elmhurst, Illinois Mr. and Mrs. Clarence M. Topel Kenosha, Wisconsin Trans-National Leasing Inc. Dallas, Texas Dr. and Mrs. A. B. Viapendo Aquicar, Colorado Mr. and Mrs. Robert Z. Wenger Evanston, Illinois Thomas C. Westropp University Heights, Ohio Jack F. Whitaker Kansas City, Missouri Mr. and Mrs. E. O. Wedman St. Paul, Minnesota Mr. and Mrs. Stanley A. Wodniak Chicago, Illinois Mr. and Mrs. George H. Wrape Sr. Cape Girardeau, Missouri Mr. and Mrs. William J. Yetter Naperville, Illinois Dr. and Mrs. Zarlengo Lakewood, Colorado Mr. and Mrs. Charles J. Zeller Arlington Heights, Illinois Mrs. Dorothy W. Zoller Tulsa, Oklahoma 91 Student Index ABEGG, Walter, 40 ABRAHAMSEN, Wm. P. ADMACK, Micheal ADAMS, Sr. Mary D. ADAMS, William ADRAIN, Micheal AGONIS, Katherine AGUILAR, Charles, 74 ALBRACHT, Gregory, 7,88 ALBRECHT, Edgar ALBRECHT, Jane ALEXANDER, Marva AfcFONSlN, Gertrude, 71 ALLEN, George ALONZI, Regina ALZURI, Maria AMBLER, John AMENT, Nicholas, 33,29,12 AMON, Niel AMORE, Shirley ANDERSON, Allen ANDERSON, Micheal, 32 ANDRA, Leo ANDRUS, Roger APPELHANS, Anthony ARCHULETA, Cleto ARGALL, Patrick ARMBRUSTER, Joseph, 40 ARMBRUSTER, Stephen ARM1JO, Joseph ARMSHAW, D. C. ARTH, Raymond, 71 AVILA, Gilbert AYLWARD, Mark BACA, BiUie BACHMEYER, Stan BACHRACH, Timothy BAHN, Stephen BAILY, James BAIOCCO, Sr. Donna BAIRD, Sheik BAKAS, Lorerta BAKER, Phillip BAKER, Robert BALAKAS, Thomas BALLWEG, Helen BALTZ, Robert BANNER, Catherine BANNON, David BAPTIST, Kevin BARBER, Mary Jo BARONE, Carmine BARONE, Nicoletta BARRON, Noranne BARRY, Joyce BARRY, Kevin, 38,40,80 BARTHOLOMEW, Kathy BARTHOLOMEW, Wanda, 16 BARTSCH, Sr. Mary BATES, Gaylen BATT, Barberalee BATTLE, Micheal BAUM, Robert BAUM, Steve, 18 BAUMANN, Betnice BAUMGARDNER, Rex BAVARO, Nicholas BEANE, Janet, 9,81,8 BEAU, David BECK, Charles BECKER, Randell BEELER, Earl BELLOTO, Sr. Marian BEMIS, James BENALLO, James BENDEL, Eileen BEN DEL, John BENNET, Diana BENO, Nick BERGMAN, Paul, 40 BERKEY, Daniel BEUCHAT, John B1ANCHI, Victoria BICKES, Kit BLACH, Roslyn BLAKE, Mary BLAKESLEE, Mark BLANC, Charles BLECHA, James BLOUCH, Jimmy BI.UMFNKEMPER, Sr. Anna BOCINA, Bruce BODE, Peter BODE, Richard, 83 BOIAN, Mary BOLOGNA, Nancy BONO, Gregory BOOKMYER, Micheal BOROWSKI, Alice BOSTWICK, Warren BOWEN, Julia BOYLE, Daniel BOYLE, Mary BOYLE, Patrick BRACHLE, Gary BRADA, Nancy BRADA, Peggy BRADY, Patrick BRAH, William BRANCON1, Joseph, 41, U BRANNAN, William BRANTLEY, Ronald BRAUN, Pamela BRAUNAGEL, Vernon BREHM, James BRENNAN, Micheal BREUN1G, Craig BREWSTER, Angela BRICE, Peter BRINKHAUS, Norman BRISNEHAN, Ray, 41 BROACH, David, 72 BROCKWELL, Sally BROCK1SH, Tim BRONCUCIO, Thomas BROTHERS, Maureen, 77 BROWN, Albert BROWN, Thomas BROWNE, Farrel, 70 BRUNGARD, Alice BRUST, Micheal, 41 BRYANS, Robert BUCHANAN, Kathleen BUCKLEY, Jan BUCKNER, Katherine BURDICK, Douglas BURKE, Gary BURKE, Teanine BURKE, Micheal BURKE, William BURNS, Cynthia BURNS, Shirley BUSH, John, 33 BUSTER, Glenna BUSSEN, Herbet BUSTOS, Charles BUTLER, Patricia, 19 BYRNE, Stephen CADIZ, Benjamin, 74 CADIZ, Frederick CADY, Georiga CAGLE, Kathryn CALLAHAN, Edward, 74 CALLIS, Janet CAMPBELL, Allen, 77 CAMPBELL, Dianna CAMPBELL, Margaret CAMPBELL, Sandra CAMPBELL, Thomas CANFIELD, Anne CANTWELL, Robert CAPONERA, Victor CAPRA, Judy CARBERRY, Phillip CARLSON, Donna CARLSON. Ellen CARLTON, Susan CARNEY, Jane CARPENTER, Catherine CARPENTER, Clayton CARROLL, Mark CARROLL, Ronald CARTER, Anne CARTER, Richard, 41,75 CARUSO, Jack CARUSO, Jerry CARUSO, John, 42,19 CASEY, William CASSILLY, William CASSIO, Sam CASTANEDA, Marco, 42 CASTER, Meinard CASTRIGANO, Vincent CATTANY, Ronald CHAMBERLAIN. Dennis CHAMPLIN, Joan CHARLES, Stephen CHAVEZ, Joel CHEENEY, Ed CHESTER, Jean CHIESI, Janice CHOPYAK, Joseph CHRISMAN, Roger CHRISTENSEN, William CHRISTIANSON, Julie CHRISTY, Kenneth CHRISTY, Robert CHURCHILL, Glenn CJACCIO, Georgo C1CHOSKI, William CIMINO, John CLARK, SR. Diane CLARK, Jack CLAUSSEN, David, 42 CLAYTON, Jeffery, 7 CLIFFORD, James CLINTON, Lawerence CODY, Robert COLE, David COLEMAN, Chris COLLEARY, William COLLINS, Kevin, 42 CONLAN, John CONLEY, Donna CONLIN, Michael CONNOLE, Mary, 88 CONNOLE, William CONNOLLY, James, 7 CONNOLLY, Micheal, 43 CONRAD, Arthur CONRAD, Robert, 88 CONROY, Kathy CONTE, Kathy CONWAY, Richard CONWAY, Thomas COOGAN, Thomas COOK, Mack COOLEY, Marti COON, Charlie COOPER, Ronald CORESSEL, Emmajean CORSINI, John COSTELLO, Cynthia COTE, Richard COUGHLAN, Caron COUGHLIN, Tim COULTER, Micheal COUZENS, Anne COX, Elaine COX, James COX, Micheal COYNE, John CRAIG, Jessie CRAMER, James, 29 CREEL, Norman, 62 CRISTELLI, Mary CRONAN, Frank CRONAN, Patrick CROTTY, Rick, 43 CROTTY, William CROWLEY, Ted CRUISE, DiAnne CULLAN, Gene CULLAN, Mary CUIXEN, Colleen CULLEN, Robert CUMMINGS, Anne CUMMINGS, Gary CUNNIF, Robert, 43 CUSTY, Vivian DAILY, James DALDEGAN, Catherine DALY, James DALY, John, 43 DALY, Helen DAMBRAVA, Vyatautas DANIELS, Shelby DANZL, Janet D ARCY, Mary DARLING, Edith DAUM, Gary DAVENPORT, Micheal DAVIS, David DAVIS, Debra DAVIS, Wiley, 20,21,22,23 DE CHANT, Ruth DeCOURSEY, Jean DEEDS, Stephen DeFRANCA, Edward DEITZ, Laura DEL CANTO, George DELOHERY, John DELZELL, Fredrick, 44,77 DEMM1TT. Stephen DEMPSEY, Penelope DENNING, Patricia DENNO, Charles DENNY, Kathy, 33 DENNY, Micheal DENOVELLIS, Donald DE SIMONE, Ferdinando DERZAY, Steve DeVANEY, Micheal DeVOS, Scott DIBBERN, Rolland DILLON, Dianne Di LORENZO, Joanne DiLORENZO, John D1MAS, Fidel D1NAN, Phillip DiSALLE, Micheal DiTOLLA, Gene D1TTMER, Neil DIXON, Catherine DOHERTY, Diane DOHERTY, Lynn DOIG, Danny DOLAN, Patrick, 17,19,76 DONALDSON, James, 44 DONLEY, Sr. Clotlde DONOHOUE, Anne DONOHOUE, Margaret DONNELLY, William DONOVAN, James, 76 DORIS, Walter DORIS, William DORWART, Deborah DOUCHETTE, Kathleen DOUGHERTY, Robert DOUGHTY, Joan DOWD, Micheal DOYLE, Charles DOYLE, Kathleen DREWS, Charles DRINKHAHN, Paul, 23,72,73 DRINKWATER, Deborah DRISKILL, Larry DUDA, Kateri, 76 DUDA, Mary DUMAS, Edward DUMONT, Lary DUNN, Joseph DUNN, Thomas DUPREY, Margaret DURAN, Charles DURANCE, Lawerence DWYER, John DWYER, Raymond EDWARDS, Bruce, 44 EGAN, James EGAN, Kathleen EGAN, Kathy EHRET, John EICHELBERGER, Alice EILERS, Carl EISINGER, John EISINGER, Lawerence EISINGER, Mary ELLSWORTH, Pam ELMORE, Robert ELMORE, Thomas, 45 ELROD, Micheal ELSNER, William ENGEL, Richard ENGELHARD, John ERICKSON, Stephen ERKER, Charles ERNESTI, Sr. Theresa ERTMER, Alice ESTAV1LLO, Mary ESTRADA, Gabriel, 45 EUDALEY, Dana EVANS, James EVERETT, William FAATZ, Peter FANNING, Richard FARRELL, Kathy FARRELL, Nancy FARQUHARSON, Gail FEAR, Steve FEHRINGER, Dale, 19 FEHRINGER, Daniel, 45 FEHRINGER, Sr. Nora FEITEN, Daniel FELDHAKE, James FELDHAUS, Sr. Elaine FELLS, Phyllis FELPS, Marsha FERGUSON, John FERNANDEZ, Hortensia FERNHOLZ, Frank FICENEC, Patricia FICK, James FINLEY, John FINUCANE, Dennis FIORINA, Veronica FISHER, John, 45 FISHER, Laura FITZGERALD, Gerald FITZGERALD, Marcia FITZGERALD, Timothy FITZPATRICK, Frank FITZPATRICK, John FLANAGAN, Alan, 46 FLEMING, Paul, 46,38,19 FLEMING, PEG FLETCHER, Kathleen FLEURY, Jan FLOCK, Caroline FLOWERS, Diane FLOYD, Deborah FOGARTY, Micheal, 46 FOGARTY, Thomas, 46 FOLEY, Gregory FORD, Clyde FORD, Kay FORD, Micheal FORISTAL, Richard FOSSETT, Ernie FOSTER, Robert, 75 FOUTCH, Richard FOXHOVEN, David FRANCA, Lawerence, 47 FRANCIS, Rita FREEHLING, Janelle FRICKE, Henry FRIGON, Arthur FROEHLICH, David FUREY, Lorraine FUREY, Sr. Mary FURSETH, Peter GABOR, John GAFFNEY, Micheal GALLAGHER, Colleen, 80,82 GALLEGOS, Fred GALLEGOS, Fred GALLIGAN, Gerald GALLIPEAU, Thomas GAMACHE, Lynne GARCIA, Dominic GARCIA, Maria GARCIA, Reginaldo GARCIA, Tim GARGANO, Augustine GARDINER, John GARDNER, Dale, 7,16 GARDNER, Gerald GARY, Edward GASIORKIEWICZ, Eugene, 47 GEBHARDT, David GENEREUX, Dennis GENGE, Barbara GENTILE, Daniel, 24 GEORGE, Joseph GEORGIA, Mary GERHARD, Geraldine GERSTNER, Leo GILCHRIST, Orin GIANNINI, Michael GILL, Gregory, 47 GILLESPIE, William GILMORE, Dennis GENTHER, William, 47 GIRON, Ernest GITTER, Steve GLASMANN, James GLEASON, Mary GLEESON, Edward GLEESON, Patrick GLORISO, Mark GLORIOSO, Sally GOLD, William GOLDEN, Brian GOLIGHTLY, John GOMEZ, Stephen GORMAN, Edward GOSAGE, Gary GOTFREDSON, Mike GOSSETT, Daniel GOTTSACKER, Bill GRANATO, John GRANT, Melanie GRAY, Sr, Nancy GREEN. Richard GREEN, Jack GREENE, Pamela GREEG, George GRIFFIN, Mary, 88 GRISIER, James GROEBER, Mary GROENE, Gary, 33,62 GROSS, Debra GROSS, Dennis GRUBBS, Nora GUBBINS, Margaret GUNDLACH, Gerald GURULE, Bertha GURY, Donald, 48,19 GUTIERREZ, Marti HAAS, Thomas HABER, Richard HABERKORN, Davis HABGOOD, Darryl HACKETT, Kathleen HAINJE, Terry HALEY, Timothy HALL, Anne HALL, Mary HALM, Sally HAMBLIN, Robert HANAGAN, Michael HANSEN, Kenneth HARDIE, Nancy HARGIS, Mary HARMUTH, Phillip HARNESS, Richard HARRINGTON, Timothy HARRIS, David, 18 HARRIS, Helen HART, William, 17,19 HARTGROVE, Miriam HARVELL, John HASTINGS, Jane HASTY, Douglas HATCH, Mark HATCHER, Robin HATER, Jeanne HATTEBERG, Glenn , HATTER, Howard HAUBER, Richard HAWS, Gregory HAYDEN, John HAYES, John HAYES, Martin HAYES, Robert HAYWARD, Bruce HEATH, Russell HEFERMAN, Michael HEHMAN, Michael HEIDER, Karl HEIN, Joseph HEINZ, Lawerence HELLMAN, Jerry HENCMANN, Gregory, 16,19 HEN KEN, Leland HERMAN, Thomas HERMIDA, Tina HERNANDEZ, Charles HERNANDEZ, Cynthia HERRERA, Albert HIATT, Dan HILDE, Gerald HILL, Elton HLYS1E, Richard HOCH, Deborah HODGES, Robert HOEGER, Greg HOERNER, Gary HOFFMAN, Paul HOFFMAN, Stephen HOGAN, Brabara HOHN, Steve HOLMES, James HOLTZON, David HOLZ, Jerald HORVAT, Jerald HOULIHAN, Kathleen HOULIHAN, Robert HOUSAND, Edward, 62 HOUSAND, Mary HOUSAND, Nancy HOWE, Louie, 7 HOWELL, Daniel HOWELL, Dorothy HRAJNOHA, James HUBBELL, William HUGER, Catherine, 33, 32 HUGHES, Douglas HUGHES, John HUGHES, Sharon, 70 HUMMEL, Gorden HUNNINGHAKE, Donna HUNTER, Mary HUNTINGTON, Randi HURLEY, Dennis HURLEY, Kathleen HUTER, Martin HYDE, Julie IANTORNO, Cindi 1SENHART, Jerald 1VANCIE, Mayerle IVERSON, Nets IWERSON, Larry, 48 JAECKSCH, Paul, 48 JAEGER, Oswald JAMES, Cynthia JAMES, Jaqueline JAMES, Judith JAMES, Steve JAMES, Valerie, 4 JARES, Steve JEFFERIES, Stephen JENSEN, Greg JOHNS, Vendia JOHNSEN, Clarence JOHNSON, Dennis JOHNSON, Gilbert JOHNSON, Jerome JOHNSON, Mary JOHNSON, Steve, 48 JONES, Michael, 11,12 JONES, Stephen JONES, William JUHL, Mary JULIN, Claudia KAFKA, John, 82 KALEVIK, Menter KALTENBACHER, Kent KAMINSKI, Daniel, 32 KANE, Breth KARLOVITZ, Petei KARUZAS, Michael KAUP, Neil KAYE, James, 49 KEALIHER, Carolyn KEANE. John KEEGAN, Robert KEENAN, Sr. Katherine KELBER, Charles KELLEY, James KELLEY, Timothy, 22,21 KELLY, Patrick KEL1Y, Michael KELLOG, Dana KELSCH, Micheal KELSCH, Richard, 49 KELSEY, Nicholas - Ifc d KEMPTER, Helen KENFIELD, Allen KENNEDY, Mary KENNEDY, Thomas KERNS, Deborah KERSCHEN, David KESSEN. Sr. Anne KIENSTRA, Chris KIKELLY, Mark KILLILEA, Steve, 68 KILLION, Catherine KIMZEY, Janetle KING, Henry, 4 KIPPER, Patrick KIRBY, Joseph KLASSOVITZ, Rodney, 24 KLAUS, Romauld KLEIN, Julie, 8 KLEUVER, Thomas KLUDDING, James KNAPP, Deborah, 71 KNERI, Gregory KNOPKE, Joe KNOPPING, Richard KOHLER, Mary KCH1S, Susan KOLARJK, Earl KOLASINSKI, Charles, 62 KOLP, Kevin KONECKI, Donald KORPALSKI, Eugene, 49 KOS, Deborah KOSINA, Thomas, 50 KOSTERMAN, Feris KOSTKA, Marv KOVASH, Lucy KOVIAK, Gregory KOWALSKI, Richard, 50,76 KOZISEK, Sr. Carol KREMER, James KRIEGSHAUSER, Lawereoce KRIEGSHAUSER, William, 50,19 KRUSE, Jerry KRUSE, Micheal KRYSTON, Daniel KUBICKi, Robert, 50 KUMMET, Terence KUNZWEILER, William KURASZ, Janice LABAND, Patrick LABRIOLA, Qyde LACEY, Ruth LAFFON, Carolyn LAFORCE, Patricia LAGUARDIA, Nicholas LAIRD, Robert LAMAL, Thomas, 62 LAMB, John, 14,19 LAMBER T, Norman, 51 LANDRUM, Sylvia LANE, Mary LANGENFELD, David LANGILL, James LAHCOLA, Peter, 51 LARAMORE, Loren LARSCHEIDT, Robert LARSON, Christine LARSEN, Lawerence LARTONOIX, Debbie LATHROP, Darre! LAUBY, George LAW, Mark LAWLER, Barbara, 80 LAWLER, Kevin LAZAVICH, Paula LE CLAIR, John LE DOUX, Judith LEE, Deborah LEFAVRE, Jorge LEHMANN, Steve LEMOND, John LEONARD, John LEONARD, Mary LEARNED, Mark LEONARD, Kathleen LEONHARD, Ronald, 51 LePENSKE, John LEPPLA, David LETOURNEAU, Julie LEWIS, Carol LINDEN, Ralph LINEHAN, Micheal LITTLIJOHN, Robert LIVELY, Elizabeth L1NDSEY, James LOHMAN, William LOMBARD, Anthony LOMBARD, Jean LOMBARDI, Renee LOPEZ, David, 51 LORIMOR, Lee LOSINSKI, Elizabeth, 16 LOWE, Dennis LUCCI, Michael LUCCI, Thomas LUCERO, Garth, 21 LUCERO, Gilbert, 52 LUFF, Mark, 82 LUFF, Richard LUJAN, Arnold LUND, Elizabeth LYNCH, Micheal, 71 LYNCH, Micheal T. McBRYAN, Eileen MCCARTHY, Patrick MCCARTHY, Randy McCARTY, Margaret McCORMICK, Robert McCORMICK, Terry McCOY, Dennis Mcdonald, Owen McDONALD, William McDONOUGH, Jerry McDONOUGH, Pamela McDONOUGH, Timothy McENERY, Mary McENCROE, John McFADDEN, Chariene McFADDEN, Charles McFADDEN, Micheal McFADDEN, Micheal McFADDEN, Terrence, 18 McGLLLIVRAY, James McGINN, Joha McGIVERN, Francis, 52 McGARTH, Kathleen McKAY, Peter McKlNNEY, Britt McKINNON, George Mclaughlin, Kevin McMAHON, Mike McMAHON, Stanley, 52 McMAHON, Stephen McMAHON, Susan McNAMARA, Raleigh McNEILL, Lorette McNICHOLAS, Mary McNULTY, Edward McSHANE, Kevin McWILLIAMS, Mike MAAS, Stephen MACHIA, Patricia MADDEN, Todd MADDOCK, Raymond MADRID, Eloisa MAEZ, Victoria MAHANEY, Gerald MAHER, Edward MAHER, John MAHER, Tom MAHON, Richard MAHONEY, Kathleen MAHONEY, Terry MAIER, John MAI1ANDER, Robert, 52 MAIO, Ronald MAJCHEREK, Janis MAJEWSKI, Joseph MALACH, Jerom e MALICK, Donna MALLER, Micheal MALONE, Jeanne MALONEY, Megan MANCINELLI, Sr. Lynne MANNING, Mary MAPELLI, Staphany MARBACH, Sandra MARES, Linda MARESH, Ann MAROLDA, Robert MARSCH, John MARTIN, Donald MARTIN, Joseph, 53 MARTIN, Lyra, 53 MARTIN, Paul MARTIN, Robert MARTIN, William, 53 MARTINELLI, Joseph MARITNEZ, Adrienne MARTINEZ, Albert, 53 MARTINEZ, Alfonso MARTINEZ, Antoinette MARTINEZ, Barbara MARTINEZ, Beattiz MARTINEZ, Jose MARTINEZ, Linda MARTINEZ, Ramon MARTINEZ, Sr. Veronica MARVIN, Cynthia MATT, Joan MATT, Stephen MAUER, Sr. Delores MAURO, Mark MAURO, Thomas MAYER, Joe MEDER, Paul MEINERS, David MELONY, Craig, 77 MENCHERO, Jose MEREDITH, Everett MERNA, Robert MESTA, Fredreico MESTAS, Gerald, 54 MEURER, James MEYER, Robert MICH, Theresa MICHEALS, James MICHLER, Diane MILFORD, Marguerite MILLER, Janet MILLIGAN, Paul MILNE, Micheal MITCHELL, James, 17,19 MITCHELL, James MOFFITT, Mary MOLINARO, Sam MOLLOY, Natli MONAHAN, Sr. Maureen MONTANO, Laurence MOORE, Catherine MOORE, Janet MOORE, Karen MOORE, Kevin MOORE, John MORAN, John MORAN, Kevin, 83 MORAN, Matthew MORGAN, Micheal MORIARITY, Daniel MORIARITY, James MORONI, Catherine MORR, James MORR, Nancy MORRIS, Walter MORRISON, Patrick, 54 MORSE, Richard MORTON, Audrey MOSCHETTI, Gary MOSCHETTI, James MOSELEY, Herman, 54 MOSELEY, Lisa MULDOON, Sharon MULHERN, Terence MUNDEN, Sara MUNROE, Carol MURPHY, Catherine MURPHY, Daniel MURPHY, Kathleen MURRAY, Kathleen MURRAY, Mark MURRAY, Mildred MURRAY, William MUTH, Barbara MUTH, Sr. Barbara MYERS, Bethany MYERS, Linda NABERS, Charles NADORFF, Robert, 54 NAHOUM, Nicholas NEIENS, Colleen NELSON, Carol NELSON, Sr. Mary NELSON, Patricia NELSON, Scott NELSON, Susan NELSON, Tim NENON, Tom NESLAGE, Thomas NESTER, John NEUSES, David NEWTON, Thomas NICCOLI, Tom NICHOLS, Ann NICHOLS, Chad NICHOLS, Christine NICHOLS, David NICKELS, Thomas, 4 NIEMAN, Leonard NIHILL, John, 19,25 NIKKEL, Richard NITZKI, Sr. Edielrita NORRIS, Michael NORTNIK, Frank NORTON, Sandra NOVEMBRE, Louis NOVEMBRE, Walter NUNNS, William O ' BRIEN, John, 19 O ' BRIEN, Patricia O ' BRIEN, Virginia O ' CONNELL, Quinn O ' CONNELL, Kathleen O ' CONNELL, Shirley O ' CONNER, Kevin, 16 O ' DONNELL, James O ' DONNELL, Gene O ' DONNELL, Micheal, 20, 2 O ' HANIAN, Mary, 35 O ' HAYRE, Gloria OHMAN, Robert O ' KEEFE, Don O ' LOUNGHLIN, Robert OLSON. Ronald O ' MALLEY, Joseph O ' NEILL, Micheal ORD, David ORMOND, Dennis OSBORNE, James OSTENDORF, Alan O ' TOOLE, Margaret OWEN, John, 55 OWENS, Catherine OWSLEY, Thomas PALAZZINI, Louis PALMER, David PANTER, Jaqueline PARADOSKI, James, 55 PARISH, John PARISI, Dale ,t PARKS, Fawn PATTERSON, James PATTERSON, Micheal PATTON, Richard PATTON, Teri PAULINO, Mike PAULSON, Carlene PAUTLER, Bernadette PAULTER, Karen PAVAKOVICH, George PEACOCK, Kenneth, 7 PEARSON, Jay PEETERS, Fred PEIRCE, Roger PELLETIER, Catherine PELOT, Keith, 70 PELSTER, Patrick PELUSO, Debra PEPPER, Barry PERGOLA, Joseph, 55 PERKINS, Jerry PERRIGO, Steven PERSKY, Bruce PETER, Sr. Mary PETERLIN, Charles PETERS, James PETERS, Richard, 55 PETRUZZI, Sr. Nancy PETTA, William PETTIBONE, Mary PETTINARI, David PFLUMM, Mark PFOTENHAUER, Robert PHELPS, Gene PHILLIPS, Janet PHILLIPS, John PICCOLO, Joanne PIDEK, Gorden PIERCE, Beverly PINKELMAN, Mary PIPPINGER, James PISCIOTTA,Christine PISTERZI, btura PITKO, John, 70 PITONI, Lewrence PLESE, Dallas PORTER, Dewayne PORTO, Steven POTTER, Donald POTTER, William POTTS, Dianne POWDR1LL, Bruce, 56 POWERS, Melvin PRANGE, Charlie PRATER, Thomas, 15 PRELOWSKI, Muriel PRESTON, Stephen PREVEDEL, Micheal PRIMAVERA, Dianne PRINGLE, Ralph PUGHES, Angela PUGHES, Helen PURCELL, Alice PURTZER, Barry, 80 QUATMQN, Henry, 25 QUINT, Peter QUINT Phillip QUINTANA, Ernest, 56 RADICE, Larry RALSTON, Deborah RALSTON, John RAMSEY, Charles RANKER, Patrick, 7, 70 REALE, Oathi REARDON, Margaret, 8 REDDING, John REDLE, Kathleen REECE, Patricia REED, Kathryn REEVES, Tim REGAN, Edward REGAN, James REGNER, Betty REICHERT, Edward REIDY, Donna REILLY, Arthur REILLY, Maty REINER, James RETS, Daniel REITHER, Mary REORDA, Barbara REUSS, Richard REYNOLDS, Neil RHODES, Jon RIBAUDO, Martin RICE, Patricia RICHARDSON, Robert RICHTER, Dennis RIEDY, Francis RIESSELMAN, Phillip RILEY, Phillip, 83, 8 RIL1NGER, Sr. Joan RING, Stephen RITTER, Terri, 7 RITTER, Thomas ROBERTS, Timothy ROBERTS, Vitgina ROBINSON, Frank ROBLEDO, Refugio ROGAN, Thomas ROGERS, Steven ROHDE, Theresa ROLNIK, Michele ROMERO, Mary RONALD, James ROSA, Anthony ROSELLI, John, 19, 7, 70 ROSS, Eunice ROSS, Jaen ROSS, Karen ROSSMAN, John ROTH, David ROTHERMICH, Mary ROUSSEL, Sr. Rita ROWE, Micheal ROYBAL, Dennis RUBEY, John, 17, 19 RUBIN, Kathleen RULON, Kathryn, 81 RUPP, James RUSH, Merrill RUSSO, Peter RUSSOMANNO, Ida RUYBAL, Edward RYAN, Ann, 56, 71 RYAN, Annette RYAN, Donald RYAN, Joseph RYWALT, Lois SABERS, Sr. Marie SAGARA, Walter ST. JOHN, William SALAZAR, Loretta SAMPSON, Charles SAMPSON, Robert SANCHEZ, David SANDERS, Thomas SANTORNO, David SARKOZY, Hilda SATO, Arlene SAUER, John SAUSER. Holly, 77 SCARAFIOTTI, Charles SCHAFF, Alvin SCHAEFER, Jack SCHABRON, John SCHAEFER, Monnie SCHAEFER, Sr. Nora SCHAFF, Allan, 33 SCHAFFER, Jeanne SCHELL, Kathleen SCHERRER, Fred SCHEUTER, Martha SCHLAMAN, John SCHEUTER, Micheal SCHMIDT, Ann SCHMIDT, Robert, 82 SCHMIDT, William SCHMIT, Tom SCHMITZ, Robert SCHNABEL, Thomas, 25 SCHNEIDER, Daniel SCHEINDER, Mark SCHNEIDER, Richard SCHNEIDER, William SCHOOLER, William SCHRAMM, Dorothy SCHRAMM, Jane SCHRAMM, Joyce SCHROEDER, Rebecca SCHUH, Patricia SCHULD, Gary SCHULTZ, Sr. Mary SCHUTTE, Richard SCHWAPPACH, Gretchen SCOTT, Edward SCOTT, Macrina SCOTT, Randell SEESE, Leslee SEMAN, Cynrhia SEPPIE, John SEPULVEDA, Marisela SERRAVO, Patricia SEYMOUR, Vincent SHAFFER, Harriet SHANLEY, William, 56 SHAPIRO, Maureen SHEA, Micheal SHEA, Thomas, 82 SHEAHAN, Cathy SHEAHAN, Lynn SHEEHAN, Charles SHEEHAN, Nora, 12,41 SHEETZ, Ralph SHEPPARD, Teresa SHIELDS, Stephen, 57, 19 SHIRLEY, John SHOCKLEE, Mary SHONSEY, James SHORTILL, Joseph SHROPSHIRE, Diane SHUMAKER, Richard SIEDOW, Stephen SIEKIERSKI, Jerome SIKICH, John SIMK1NS, John SINGER, Sally SINGLETON, Victoria SMITH, Barbara SMITH, Carolyn SMITH, Glenn SMITH, James SMITH, Molly SMITH, Paul SMITH, Peggy SMITH, Richard SMITH, Ronald SMITH, Viki SMOLLER, William SNOW, Wendel SNYDER, Stephen SOEHN, Helmut SOKOLOVSKE, Mary SOMERVILLE, Frances SONDAG, David, 25 SOUDERS, Alan SPARACINO, May SPENCE, John SPILLER, Julie, 57 SPILLER, Mary SPIRO, Samir STADIG, Glenn STAFF, Dennis STAFFORD, Micheal STANLEY, Clifford STANLEY, Sr. Jennifer STARKE, Bernadette STARKEY, James STEARNS, John, 57 STEDMAN, Sr. Anne STEGER, Robert STE1NMETZ, Paul STEUBEN, John STEWART, Robert STILLMAN, George, 57 STINE, John STOLP, Robin STONE, Charles STONE, Robert STOSIK, Raymond, 20,21,22 STRANGER, Dennis STUCKER, Andrew, 18 STUERCKE, Debra STUFFINGS, Jeffery STUMP, James SUAZO, Harold SUDAR, Joanne SULLIVAN, Clement SULLIVAN, David SULLIVAN, Dennis SULLIVAN, John SULLIVAN, Kevin SULLIVAN, Micheal SULLIVAN, Patrick, 24,25,83 SULLIVAN, Susan SUNDERLAND, Michele SUTER, Valerie SUTHERLAND, David SWAFFORD, Micheal SWANSON, John SWANSON, Tim SWEED, Patty, 6 SZYNSKIE, Mary TACKBERRY, Kathleen TAFOYA, Jose TALBERT, Leroy TASSIAN, Micheal TAUSCHER, Karl TEAGUE, Joan TENTO, Scott TESKE, John, 58 THESIEN, Mary, 18 THEISEN, Diana THOM, Richard THOMAS, Candice THOMPSON, Alan THOMPSON, Frank THOMPSON, John THOMPSON, Joseph THORPE, Judith THORSON, Sr. Lona THRO, Tim TIERNEY, Micheal, 58 TIGER, Micheal TILLOTSON, William, 58 TIMMONS, Nancy TIPTON, Joseph, 58 TOBIN. Robert TOELLE, Sherry TOLBERT, Denise TOMASKO, Martin TOPEL, Micheal TOPP, John TORRES, Carlos TORRES, Charles TORREY, Thomas TOVREA, James TRA1NOR, William TRAUSCHT, Brian TRENKLE, Joel TREV1NO, Gary TROWBRIDGE, Allen TROY, Thomas TUNISON, John TUREK, John, 16 TURLEY, Greg TURNER, Arnold TUROK, James TUROK, John TUTEN, Kenneth TYNAN, Carol TYNAN, Micheal, 59 UEKERT, Donna UNLAND, Christopher UNRAU, Elvera UNREIN, Linda UNZICKER, Connie UPTON, Wayne URBAN, David URBANIC, Frank URIOSTE, Richard VALKO, Joan, 59 VAN BEEK, Thomas VANDER MALLIE, Alan VAN GEMERT, Robert VAN HEE, St. Joan VEATCH, Richard VECCHIARELLI, Linda VEHAR, David VENDEGNIA, Joe VERNON, William VEST, John VIALPANDO, John VIDETICH, Mary VILIM, Kathy VITALE, Mark VOGT, Theresa VOLK, Joseph VOTTA, John WAESCHE, Donald, 77 WAGNER, Christine WAGNER, Mark WAHBY, David WALKER, William WALSH, Christopher WALSH, Stephen WALTER, Veronica WANTLAND, Lois WATERS, Marty WARREN, Mary WATK1NS, Lloyd, 59 WATSON, Claudia WATSON, lames, 74 WATSON, Patrice WEBB, Claudia WEBSTER, James WEEKS, Bryce WEGHER, Kathy WIEMAN, Stephen, 60 WEINGARDT, Connie WEINGARDT, Doyle WEISSBECK, Heinz, 60 WEISBECKER, Richard, 60 WELCH, Steve WELSH, Thomas WENGER, Joseph WESTBROOK, Don WHITAKER, Chris, 17,38 WHITAKER, Craig WHITAKER, John, 81 WHITE, Lyle WHITTEN, Mike WIBBENMEYER, Cheryl WIDMAN, Craig WIDHALM, Sr. Susan WIESNER, Francis WILHOFT, Fred WILLEY, James, 61 WILLIAMSON, Sr. Catherin. WILLIS, LeRoy WILLISON, Barbara WILLSON, Joanne WILSON, Celia WILSON, DeLeon WIMSATT, Charles, 81 WIRTH, Terry WISDOM, Sr. Louise WISE, Arthur WITHEROW, Thomas WODNIAK, Thomas, 60,4 WOLF, Theodor WOLFBAUER, Charles WOLFF, Louis WOLFF, Robert WOOD, Robert, 71 WOODS, Paula WOODY, Robert WORM, Mary, 76 WORTH, Lawerence WRAPE, George WRIGHTSON, William WUJTOWICZ, Robert WULFF, Celia YANTORNO, Carol YANTORNO, Patricia YANTORNO, Frank YETTER, William YOKEL, Carolyn YOUNG, David ZALESKY, Dean ZANAV1CH, Roger ZARAGOZA, Linda ZARATE, Robert ZARLENGO, Maryann ZARLENGO, Robert ZARLENGO, Ron, 61 ZELLER, Patrick ZEHMAN, Jean, 61 ZIEHL, Frank ZIEMBA, Eugene ZIOLKOWSKI, David ZURKUHLEN, Paul Regis College Ranger Part 2 1971
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