Mount Saint Marys College - Eagle Yearbook (Orchard Lake, MI)

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i i r l Andy Smoker Donald Clinker We spent more than two hours talking over our past experiences. Prior Michael Bienia, O.F.M., was engaged in conversation with Mr. Leonard Paula, Professor of Music at the University of Detroit. Mr. Ronald Bulas, an Aeronautical Engineer, found him- self surrounded by Messrs. Edward Kuligowski, Ar- chitectural Designer, and Alfred Serowik, President of the American Engineers' Association. Near the mantel piece, Reverend Bernard Przybocki, Procurator at St. Mary's College, Orchard Lake, Michigan, Gerald Smolka. Professor of Biology and Chemistry, .Gerald Piekarski. Athletic Director and Coach of the invin- cible Polish Eagles, Henry Kus, well-known Polish Historian and Jerome Herman, Professor of Mathe- matics, were reminiscing with Reverend Walter Szumlinski, a Maryknoll Missionary, who iust re- turned from China. Right Reverend Monsignor Don- ald Rusch, newly appointed Rector of St. Mary's, be- sought the advice of Bishop Walter Lebuchowski, Auxiliary Bishop of Detroit, regarding administrative matters. Near the bookcase, Messrs. Theodore Cichecki, Director of a famous South American Band and Joseph jakubowski, world renowned Comedian of Screen and Radio, were signing contracts with Mr. Eugene Ciolek, Proprietor of the Waldorf-Astoria of New York. Directly parallel to an enormous bust of Cicero, which stood in the right corner of the room, Messrs. Joseph Wejroch, United States Senator from Michigan, Francis Padzieski, F.B.I. Criminologist, Lucian Sawicki, Surgeon at the Mayo Clinic, Richard Kueber, Cattle Rancher of Texas, Stanley Stone, Manufacturer of the Stanley Jetmobile and Lawrence Kolito, Research Scientist at Oak Ridge, were con- ferring with George Kowalewski, newly appointed Ambassador to Poland. The subiect of their conversa- tion was the problem of raising economic standards in Asia. Messrs. Vernon Norkiewicz. Owner of the Monte Carlo Club, and Stanley Walentynowicz, Chicago Chemist, were busy discussing the newly found cure for cancer with Doctor Harry Komaida, Chief Sur- geon at the Henry Ford Hospital of Detroit. Standing beneath the alcove. Messrs. Alfred Fuchs, Wall Street Banker. Donald Garnalski. Chain Hard- ware Store Owner, Leo Kokosinski. Owner of the Metropolitan Opera Company of New York, and Felix Olekszyk, Canadian Lumber Distributor, were trying to devise wavs to make known their enter- prises to an ever wider public. r Near a statue of Hercules, Mr. Eugene Wilk, National Wrestling Champion, was displaying his new strangle hold on Archbishop Tychulski. Messrs. Leonard Topik and Stephen Stemp, Jewelers with the Lloyds of London, were the interested and amused spectators. Beneath a portrait of Pius XII, Mr. Richard Sikora, U.N. Mediator to Russia, and Gerald Cardinal Wasielewski, Archbishop of Detroit, were being in- terviewed by Eugene Sikora, noted Paris Commen- tator and Journalist for the New York Times. Sitting in Ottoman Chairs, Messrs. Eugene Gabalski and joseph Czapski, Dentists, were discussing their profession. To one side of a marble statue of the Big Fisher- man, Mr. Richard Gurzyski, a famous deep sea angler, was explaining the proper ways of casting and baiting 'to Mr. john Koczkodan, National three- cushion Billiard Champ. Time went by so quickly and no one bothered to inquire of their whereaboutsg no one realized that they were assembled in Pope Pius XIV's reception room at the Vatican. At the sound of a clarion, all 'conversation dwindled and ceased. All eyes turned, to the place from where the sound came. There in the doorway stood His Holiness, Pope Pius XIV,,the former Papal Nuncio to Poland. All assembled were astounded and awe- stricken. He addressed us in a simple way, extending greetings and blessings. He requested us to go to St. Peter's Basilica for Midnight Mass. lt was now Christ- mas Eve of the 1975 Holy Year of Jubilee. Slowly the cortege wound its way into the cathe- dral. There we waited for the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass to commence. The basilica was resounding with splendid voices of the Vatican Choir, when each member of the Class of '50 went to the rail to receive the Sacred Host. After the Pontifical Mass was celebrated, we, with the multitude, went out of the titanic church into St. Peter's Square. Thence, with a last backward glance, we returned to our lodgings in peace, joy and con- tentment. And so. ended the mysterious excursion and another Holy Year. Snuffy njoen uLenn Walenty 73 Wee Willie Stan

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'Runt P1ugger Baker Steve Patches ttFidou ..Wa1t., I, Steve, leave my over-frequented room with all its cigarette butts. . I, Snuffy, leave my job as recreation room manager. I, Len, leave my artistic abilities and road maps of Michigan. I, Clinker, leave my cigar bands and butts. I, Walenry, leave my defenses of the City of Chicago and midnight oil. I, West. leave my priceless albums of photos, and sparkling personality. I, joe, leave my famous accounts of Los Angeles. ULHSS A quarter of a century had elapsed since the Class of 1950 said farewell to its Alma Mater. It was im- perative that the long awaited reunion be called at last. It was in the month of December, the third day to be exact, in the year of 1975, that anonymous tele- grams were sent to the members of the Class of 'SQ The messages which they bore did not seem impor- tant, yer, tension tan high. We all were ordered to go to Rome. The members of the class quickly left their tasks, packed their belongings and sailed to the Eternal City. It must be remembered that there was one important factor concerning the excursion: each individual was to go to Rome in complete secrecy. Within two weeks everyone found himself com- fortably lodged in various parts of the city. However, they were perplexed and eager to discover the mystery which drove them there. On the night of the twenty-third swift arrests were made. The police of Rome were traveling through the streets, questioning everyone and guarding various tourist homes and hotels of the city. Crowds of spec- tators gathered about the hotels wherein numerous arrests had been made. The owners of the hotels were in a frenzy, for their guests were being treated rudely. Silent men, foreigners, were led to waiting black sedans. Then, with the shrill cry of the siren, they disappeared far into the night. I, Wee Willie, leave my book How to Lose Ten Pounds in Two Weeks to some stout Junior. I, Stan, leave my memorable brown ties and ancient lamp shades. Signed, sealed, published and declared by the aforementioned Senior Class, in the presence of the following witnesses: E. Z Duzit I. Q. Highlow C. U. Sometimes PHUPHEBU What followed was most bizarre. We were blind- folded and pushed into automobiles. In spite of our protests, charging our captors with a why and where- fore of our arrest, we were driven aimlessly about the ancient streets for approximately two hours. The sedans finally came to a stop. Escorted up a flight of stairs, we were shoved into a pitch black salon. The men we found within were silent and moody. No one bothered to start a conversationg our minds were op- pressed and fearful. It was sheer misery in the room. , .... Everyone sensed an impending disaster, for in those days Communists were curbing all tourist activity. Every so often the steel front door opened and another hapless stranger was thrown into our rmdst. Eventually the back door of the room o ened and someone entered. At once the room was ablaze with blinding lights. Recovering our senses, we began to glance around. All our attention was centered on one person. We surmised that he was a Cardinal. A man of middle age, robust, medium stature, and attired in flowing red robes. A few seconds passed in silent gaz- ing. When he finally spoke, the Cardinal's words were few, but the joy they expressed was boundless. We uttered a cry of amazement and happiness, fling- ing ourselves into each other's arms, for we were classmates of gone-by days. The joy we exhibited was sincere. The man who addressed us was none other than Archbishop Jerome Tychulski, Apostolic Dele- gate to the United States, and now a visitor in Rome. uLou-ies: uDicku ttAln NG-enen 72 1 sf S 3 K if s S

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