McQuaid Jesuit High School - Accolade Yearbook (Rochester, NY)

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Rear: Dave Schweitzer, Phil Leckinger, C. J. Rapp, Eric Gent, Ron Phillips, Greg Roman, Steve Zatyko, Al Springer, Bill McDonald, Brian Lipchik, Coach Passantino. Front: Greg Foy, John Hart, John Craver, John Thomas, John Lortie, David Newton, Joe Kearney, Greg Messner, Julio Ahumeda, Eddie Schuler, John Cipro, Jim Beauchamp. 149

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Soccer Once again it was that time of summer strain when a soccer team is assembled and made ready. Coach Armstrong went to work as did the players. Work. Practice. Organizing. Sweat- ing. And fun. Things came together as we sweated and groaned. September came, the season. What it brought, however, was not what we expected, what we prepared for. Some players were racked by injury, and it hurt. Billy was knocked out early in the sea- son. Reggie was injured toward the end. Bosy was in that car accident, and Ad was off and on with knee trouble. Bomber, one of the best goal tenders, was out for a few. What was going on? Well, the team was going to play, one way or the other. It happened that we played our best games against the best. But our worst against the worst. We lost five games by one goal. The goal was to play soccer and we did. Rec- ord aside, we played well. Varsity Rear: Coach Armstrong, Frank Desino, Ad Dugan, Joe Mesko, Kevin Spath, Jim Combs, Tom Glavin, Brian Higgins, Jim Pulsifer, Mauro Canori, Dan Bosy. Front: George Smetana, Bob Beauchamp, Tom Napier, Chris Mont, Charlie Lawless, Reggie Horne, Luis Sanchez, Bill Artemowych, Mark Heier, Don Mongeon, Paul Salzetta. 148

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Cross-Country People may wonder why young men like to run distance races. What fun is it? Why all that hard, exhausting work? Where does it get you? Where's the good of it? It is one of the strange ironies of this strange life that those who work the hardest, who subject themselves to the strictest discipline, who give up certain pleasur- able things in order to achieve a goal, are the happiest men. When you see 20 or 30 men line up for a distance race in some meet, don’t pity them, don’t feel sorry for them. Better envy them instead. You are probably looking at the 20 or 30 best “bon vivants” in the world. They are completely and joyously happy in their simple tastes, their strong and well-conditioned bodies, and with the thrill of wholesome com- petition before them. These are the days of their youth, when they can run without weari- ness; these are their buoyant, golden days, and they are running because they love it. Their lives are fuller because of this competi- tion and their memories will be far richer. That’s why men love to run. That’s why men do run. There is something clean and noble about It. Brutus Hamilton Varsity, J.V. Rear: Chris Giblin, Jim Biondolillo, Kevin Burnett, Andy Allen, John Farrell, Jack Reiser, Mark Farrell, Coach Bradley; Front: Mike Aha, Tim Law- rence, Dan Schoenherr, Brian Hart, Tom Horton.