St Ignatius High School - Ignatian Yearbook (Cleveland, OH)

Text from Pages 1 - 214 of the 1988 volume:

LATIMA GLUBIT •• r S t I Quatias HigR Sdod I g atian 1QQQ 1911 W. 30th Street Cleveland, Ohio 44113 Volume 53 Title 1 Right: The library loft Is used for more than just sleeping. Matt Ross and Kevin Sloan catch up on the weekend's sporting events. Above: He's no Fred Astaire, and she's no Ginger Rogers. But Greg Ogrinc and Oriana Klimic strut their stuff during the most successful Homecoming dance ever. Right: Crouching low for the snap, starting quarterback Joe Pickens calls the cadence for the next play. Joe led both the J.V. and varsity teams to victo-2 Theme ries this season. Inside Out 3 Early. Or rather, extremely late. See. it’s last night. Life decides to make its first appearance upon an old six'Story stone building in a broken-down town as an old man wearing a black coat over his black clothing walks down a murky hallway, each click of his shoes resounding through the ancient walls. He reaches a switchboard and flicks on a certain set of switches. The lights glow from inside the building out onto the mall. A bum passes by with shopping bag in hand. The leaves rustle beneath his feet. Today, he wears his other change of’dothes. his only outfit worn inside out. At that time, other men wake up, say morning prayers, and roam the halls towards their various jobs. Some work in the kitchen, some clean the dormitories, and some ready the building for opening. Everyone has something to do, and no one makes a sound. Left In a passive moment. Adrian Zachary tries to fit some Fine Arts studying into his lunch period. The row of scats along the gym is one of the few places of quiet and solitude in the library and is frequently filled to capacity. usick After the lights are turned on, the doors unlocked, and the donuts unpacked, the first brave kids arrive, ftsnot that they wouldn't have enjoyed another half: Desperately. Either that or they-'red he tutors-themselves.------- Finally, the majority of students shuffle in from the cooI autumn winds Into the cafeteria. The last good parking spaces and malformed Boston-creme donuts are fought over. Homework is exchanged in the lunchroom. Local bums are scrounging for crumbs. Kids hurry to class, and the bell rings. Fifteen minutes later, kids leap out oF the Westlake Soon, dozens of people with paychecks in the back of their minds file into the building. They, too, know where to go and what to do. The people with gradebooks in hand arrive ready to- teach for another _ day Then janitors, cafeteria, ladies. secredarie and__ librarians go to their respective duties at the same time. R.ghl He may only be practicing for the weekend, but Bill Smith still give a breath of life to Reauacl-Annie in health data. CPR equip the junior with the ability to aave live . 4 Theme Left: Madman! I tell you that she now stands without the door! cries David Fago in Mr. Joseph Toner's sophomore English class. Mr. Toner's unorthodox way of teaching provided an enjoyable class atmosphere. Above: Mike Reali. selected as the charity heavy for the day. forces a few nickles from Charlie Knittcl. Although the United Way drive did not reach its goal, it surpassed most schools in Northeast Ohio. Left; Preparing to go home. John Mannion stops to wonder if he has all his shoes. Carting uniforms, books, and school clothes to Brooksidc. many soccer players find themselves in disarray during the season. faside Out 5 Day in the Life The big hand was on the twelve; the little on the nine. V know that maybe that some of us have better things to do than some-thing for the school ... and maybe that, I don't know, that some of us like to go home ... If you re that kind of person, maybe Father won't be able to ... Don't come to me when application time comes around . . . Because in all honesty, I cannot lie . .. Maybe, I don't know . . . Father is not pleased .. . Another thing. The attendance at the game last week was not good. I know that maybe some of us have better things to do on the weekends ... but maybe we could cheer or something. I’m sure the fine ladies from the West Side can wait till after the game to do our socializing; I understand. But I'm asking of you something outrageous, that we make up some new cheers. I think that we know that you know how to say Defense!' That’s good. But maybe we can be a little more creative. I don't want to talk too long about this. But, I, the announcements are running a little long so if the tone sounds, remai— . . . BEEEP. . . . BEEEP ... a good day and a good week. Above It'i 7:30 A.M. The basement locker prop up a half-conscious Dave Brown, who wonders If early practices are worth It. The swim team spends six mornings a week in water before most students are out of bed. A Day in ifte Like Divider 7 Right The drooling fans stand in anticipation of the announcement of the queen. Vice-president Mark Pricmer drives these five beauties of the homecoming court for all to behold. Melissa Horvath was chosen as the Homecoming Queen with Patty Gldo, Lisa Wounderly, Ann Litzler. and Amy Mooney as her court. ho's got the gum? You’ve got the gum? Can I have a piece? No? How do you expect me to get into the dance without a piece of gum? A bid. What bid? I thought you had the bid. Where’s our dates? My car? I thought they came in your car. I can't believe we forgot our dates. I guess there'll be no action tonight. Well let's go in: We re already clueless: we might as well go dateless. Gee. it's bright in here. Look, there's Mr. Watson. What's he doing here? He's a Jesuit. Shouldn't he be praying or flagellating himself or something? And look, there's Mr. Toner. Wow. look at his date! What's she doing with Toner? And there's Mr. Flandera. Why is he holding those kids' arms so tightly? Maybe they did something wrong. Like what, forget the gum? Well, why don't we ask some people to dance? What do you mean. No'? You don't know how? Just watch and listen. ‘Hello, would you like to dance? No? Why not? Oh. you're here with Mr. De Vinne. Why?' Why don't we just go in the middle of the dance floor and pretend we re dancing with someone: Just lie on your back with your feet up in the air and wiggle. I'm tired of all this dancing. Do you wanna go home? Look, there's the bus. Well. I had a good time. How about you? You did too? Great. Well, here's my stop. What about my car? What do you mean, what about my car? Oh no. our cars. 8 A Day in the Life ■v Below The stroke of the guitar drives girls wild. The lead guitarist of Pieces of Eight strums up a hard-driving tune for his faithful entourage of half-crazed teens. Above: It is the end of a long day for this couple who share a precious moment together. Hand in hand, they decide what time to depart the evening's festivities. Left: Dave Zallar experiences a close encounter of the first kind. Breathless, he and Jenny Kassay stand with lips connected and arms embraced. Homecoming 9 THE MAGIC BUS U___________ Trudging towards the bus stop, I realized that I was about to be tossed into a pack of pre-pubescent savages. ---------- es. it was true. Mr. Da-vignon. using his creative genius, found yet another way to give me a detention. But that wasn't the worst of it. All my friends had left, and I had to take the freshman bus home—the 55 Special. Trudging toward the bus stop. I realized that I was about to be tossed into a pack of pre-pubescent savages. They were testosterone on the move. Someone save the women and children! As the senior. I was greeted with utmost praise and respect. A welcoming committee consisting of an entourage of high tech, heat-seeking paper projectiles met me even before I put my ticket in the little slot. Dodging the secondary attack. I made my way through the front lines to the fox hole somewhere in the quagmire of cluttered bodies. The view from my seat offered seemingly hundreds of freshmen huddled in the front third of the bus. No freshman dares to infringe on the territorial boundaries set up by the sophomores. Although the sophomores are outnumbered by the freshmen, they are the supreme holders of power on the bus. It seemed to me that nearly all of the horseplay transpiring on the bus was performed by the sophomores and aimed at the freshmen. The paperball fights'' were actually relentless attacks on the freshmen with no apparent retaliation by any of the younger kids. At the end of the ride, it appeared that the passengers occupying the front of the bus were blatant slobs and those in the rear were the neat ones, when actually the opposite was true. The paper balls, teamed with constant verbal and occasional physical abuse, made me think that very possibly the freshmen on the bus didn't have a very enjoyable ride home. As I left the bus. I was treated by the heralded 55 Special salute, the ceremonial rite of raising a solitary finger symbolizing solidarity. To think, they had accepted me as one of their own after only one day. the ultimate compliment. Walking in the general direction of my house, I started thinking profound thoughts about my most recent revelation concerning human behavior. This bus ride was almost exactly as I remembered it from my RTA days. I have sat at both the front and the back of the bus. and I know how inferior and powerful these positions made me feel. These two are just stages all students go through. What I had anticipated to be a vicious, non stop exhibition of chaos resembling a recreation of the savage scene from Lord of the Flies turned out to be just that. 10A Day in the Life Fur left Dazed and confused, Marcel Mylcn scopes the scene as another war is about to begin. Mr. Flandera and the RTA have combined their forces in an effort to curb paper warfare on the 55 Special by threatening to exterminate bus service to the west side. Left: The hands of a soldier prepare for paper warfare. The 55 Special is notorius for its daily dog-fight with paper wads. Below: The priority scat is reserved only for the handicapped. elderly, and sometimes a surly sophomore. Keith Mahoney dares anyone to throw even one wad of paper in his direction. 55-Special 11 All IN A NITE'S WORK i (---------- Nice cold beverages, nothing too illegal. -----------9 9 Right: Marty Rcmle shows a grin of satisfaction as he sinks the eight ball in the corner pocket to win. A party without a pool table is no party at all. t's Friday night. Party time. The phone is ringing off the hook as each student plans his rounds. The Flats, the east side, the west side, the south side— no. on second thought, not the south side. Nice cold beverages, nothing too illegal. Maps are drawn, drivers are designated, showers are taken. Spirits are high; expectations are raised. The night promises to be one to remember. All systems go. Moms worry. 'Til be back at 1:00. he says, with no intention of coming home at all. Satisfaction blasts away on the radio as he enters a car. Where we headed, dude? Somewhere. They arrive at the game at the two-minute warning; it isn't cool otherwise. Afterwards, they head for that night's promised land: a house with no parents home. If they're really lucky, the parents aren't expected home until the next week. Getting into the house resembles the morning rush hour. Inside, the house is like a microwave oven, full of a fresh batch of girls and boys steaming together in a fine brew. A thick mist fills the air with a mixture of Polo cologne, cheap perfume, mouthwash, and bitter hops. Cans are opened in the upstairs, and in the downstairs, a hole is opened in somebody's wall. All the dirty clothes are hurled from the billiard table—along with some skanky-looking chic. A young, cocky junior snaps the break with a wicked hurl of his stick. Elsewhere, some other boys snap their sticks with a loud crack of balls. Oh. the sounds of vicious eight-ball! Amid the fury of the house, cassettes find new owners. Breakable glass finds the floor. And the party host finds himself in a fine mess. Outside, the front lawn is bedecked with those denied admission, those tossed out. and freshmen. A slow-moving car passes by with a suspicious driver peering intently at the festivities. In clear view, the young socialites openly invite the driver to the night's gala with various uiversal gestures. The driver speeds away with the squeal of rubber. unable to attend the party. Inside, someone shouts. Rollers.” The house empties as if it is afire. Cars race away in a mad frenzy. Someone's lawn is turfed. And someone else's license plate numbers are taken down. The night is still young, so the partiers depart to another location bringing with them the arts of party-making. A loud rebel yell flies from some passing car. All in a night's work. 12a Day in the Life Below With his opponent's head turned, John Platck attempts to hit the 14 ball into the pocket without hitting the white ball. John was caught and disqualified (or cheating. Above: Planning his next move, Mike Sassano decides to just (all asleep and not waste his time with this babe. Now. it she will only take the hint. Left: Chris Kanuch gets a laugh at Megan Cockburn's expense. Her lack of hairspray made the flat look in at this party. Parties 13 SIGN THE TIMES a_____ And the grass on the mall wasn’t the green kind. hose were the good old days. When leisure suits were in. and Charlie’s Angels was on. Moms were baking apple pies, and dads were making money. After the Big '69. the era of the Seventies erupted into a generation of deadheads and diseoes. Fat ties, bell-bottoms, and long hair clothed the student in his everyday life. Balding teachers dared to bare it all. Oh the times, oh the morals! Chaos lived at West 30th St. You were sitting at your usual lunch table, eating your Steak-um. when a sizzling potato bullet covered with ketchup smacked you across the face, so you hurled your cherry pie back at the assaulter. A daily occurence—without punishment to those who engaged in the culinary brawl. Such names as DeVinne. Rourke. Skerl. Heipp. Healey. Watson, and Ertle were the chief conspirators in the daily food fights. People nearly got killed crossing the street to Loyola. Mr. Johnson was hit. The rally thrived. A mangy dog accosted young boys for food. Grades were structured on a hundred-point system. Flando was not yet Commando. Styles was not in style. Plaid was a color. Ollie Luck threw for gold. The hair code was challenged. There was no CARE team. And the grass on the mall was not the green kind. Ziggy played guitar. People freely stripped themselves of their apparel and ran down the street. Brando turned down his Best Actor Oscar. The BeeGees had a Number One album. Star Wars. The Vietnam vets came home. Watergate Saturday Night Live lived. The Beatles died. A Democrat with a Southern accent and an irrepressible smile was elected Big Cheese. Henry Aaron hit his 715th homerun. ERA. Four dead in Ohio. Lucy left television—or did she? Then the eighties came. Everything changed. Leisure suits became extinct, and the Angels were replaced by Cosby. Arena football arrived. The Great One died. America won the gold in hockey. Moms were making money. and dads were baking apple pies. Bloom County. The deadheads became YUPPIES, and John Travolta became unemployed. SDI. Moammar Kadaffi threatened. Hulk Hogan. Skinny ties, straight-legs, and short hair clothed the student in his everyday life. Mary Lou Retton. Balding teachers devised new ways to cover their skin. Pac-man. Bono tried to play guitar, but broke his shoulder and left it to the Edge. Cats. And Mookie Wilson hit a foul ball. Oh the times, oh the morals! Order abounded at West 30th St. There were no conspirators. for Flando had become Commando. West 30th Street was lost to the bulldozer's plow. The students became the teachers. Mr. Johnson was mugged. The mangy dog died. Grades were structured on the 4-point system. Styles was in vogue. Roggie canned another jumper. The rally died. The hair code was enforced. The CARE team was formed. A lot of students were questioned. And the grass on the mall was green. 14A Day in the Life L.L. Bean ,bloochcr” ■hoes Shoes, generic Hair, clean cut. richly moussed Make love, not Oxford Salvation Army Store shirt Pure silk tic wide and Cardigan sweater, fashionably oversized Surfer bracelets in pockets Hand symbolizing universal sign of peace Pleated slacks, straight with rolled-up cuffs Bell-bottomed pants, rolled Long hair, naturally set Face, clean shaven this is such a funny idea smile 70s vs. 80's 15 STUDY HELPS u_______ Creative Cheating, of course. od. I wish I studied last night! Well. I had to finish up that graph for Algebra. Or was it for Chemistry? I could ... cheat. NO! • Yes! C'mon, it's not like I'm taking the whole test. All I need is that one vocabulary word, and the sentence is mine! But it’s wrong! Grow up. face reality! Well ... okay, but just this one word! STOP RIGHT THERE! screams the teacher, jabbing a three-foot pointer under the student's neck, lifting him off his seat. Words spew from his sadistic smile like Regan McNeil's in The Exorcist. I'm going to bite your eyeballs out and immerse them in saline! He swallows a breath and calms. For now. just sit down and think about what you've done.” The student shrinks back into his seat, trembling, a fraction of the man he was. Just for wanting to know what quotienscumque means. He thought about what he had done, and found that it would have been easier if he had prepared for the test. No. not studying! Creative cheating, of course! Time is the most important factor here. For the more creative hobbyist with time to burn, the possibilities are literally endless. Be warned, however, for even the most carefully crafted plan is not infallible. Your hard hours of shrewd scheming may be minutes of small talk in the teachers' lounge the next day. One of Mr. Knittel's favorite stories recounts the tale of a Greek student who asked if he could use his calculator during the test. Okay. Then again, why! Nevertheless, the kid punched those buttons with a passion. Purely out of curiosity. Mr. Knittel checked it out. Coincidently. the buttons on the calculator corresponded to Greek vocabulary. You figure it out. Another pioneer in the area of electronics is the guy who sacrificed his timepiece in the line of duty. The night before the test, he wrote a few hints on a few sheets of paper, then scrolled them up to needle-width for storage in his watch. The best feature about this plan was that is was re usable. And. of course, the fact that it worked perfectly. The award for Best Teacher Participation unanimously goes to Mr. Watson. This story, which is more myth than fact, had some say in the vote: Before Mr. Watson came to class, a student who happened to have the answers written out on a sheet decided to share his knowledge with the rest of the class, so he taped the sheet to the back of Mr. Watson's coat. Unwittingly. Mr. Watson put the jacket on. and all of the class passed. How Mr. Watson never found out I couldn’t tell you. Yes. all this goes on. Sure, we knew it. But there are a few who don’t. Mr. Toman reports that outside of a little writing on the desk, the students here rarely cheat. To what end do we have to go? 16 A Day in the Life Lower Left: Feverishly working on what appears to be his homework, this freshman composes his ticket to passing the spelling quiz. Unfortunately, he is booked on a one way trip to Deficiency City. Below: Condensing a semester's worth of history notes into a pen. this sophomore prepares for an exam. Good eyesight is often a prerequisite for success. Left: It's not up his sleeve, but this crafty senior has a thing or two on his tie. Items of apparel afforded students many discreet locations for study aids. The American Dream is topped with sauerkraut and stadium mustard. ff Right: Even Dmitrius has little clue as to the real ingredients of his 100% pure Vienna Beef franks. Nonetheless. Jim Lavin. eyeing cautiously his next and maybe final meal, orders two chilli dogs. The daily hot dog mecca drew students from all gustatory faiths away from cafeteria and Wendy's blahs. he American Constitution. People recognize it as one of the most important documents in the history of the world. But what they don't notice is that small stain, dear reader. No. it's not the tea or a rich hollendaise sauce. It's a blemish which scientists have identified as the product of a dog. a hot dog. Dammit, an American hot dog! And now ten scores later, as gala celebrations and annoying early-morning assemblies abound across this great land of ours, the hot dog vendor has been recognized as the most honorable of professions. Here, back at the ranch, our link to history is the Hot Dog Man. A man named Dmitrius. This veritable Santa Claus of Weiners has been hailed by critics as a contemporary master. This American Original is brought fresh daily to our campus. He not only brings hot dogs, but also a whole lot of lovin', carin', and free condiments. (We're adults now; we can say condiments.) Another facet of his contribution to the community is his gift of gab. One can always overhear his sharp wit and sparkling conversation when crossing the mall. Frequent phrases flow around the silver cart: Cold isn't it? ; More onions, por favor. ; and No more chilli. I have Phys. Ed. next period. But his life involves more than his little cart on Carroll. When not on the mall, he is off somewhere else wreaking havoc. Dmitrius. a man of many twists and turns, has a rigorous schedule of speaking engagements and frequent appearances on A.M. Cleveland. So as you lift your stout to toast the blessing of Liberty, remember those brave souls working in the hot dog industry. whose sweat has watered the flower of democracy. The American Dream is topped with sauerkraut and stadium mustard. ADDENDA: Since the writing of this article, Dmitrius has been awarded the highest honor a civilian hot dog vendor and condiment user can attain. In a recent ceremony held during the intermission of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame inductions, our hot dog man was knighted with a Polish Boy. Now he is to be addressed as Reverend Mister Franks. In attendance were such weiner luminaries as Oscar Meyer, various members of the Eckrich family, and Mike Love of the Beach Boys. After this proud moment, we caught up with Rev. Mr. Franks. I'd like to thank all the little people. It is only because I have stood on the shoulders of giants that I have seen so much. Ringo Starr, however, would not stop bothering us; he kept asking if we would interview him next. As the night faded into the small hours of the morning, the remnants of last night's carnage littered the room. And slumped over in the corner was the Reverend Mister himself, arm in arm with Ringo. both singing With a Little Help from My Friends for the umteenth time. Here we took our cue and left. 18 A Day in the Life Hot Dog Man 19 MY LIFE AS A HARE Okay, so I had buck teeth, big ears, and more hair than most. Right Joe Vavpetic, Matt Seeley, and John Beeker philosophize about life. man. and the American rabbit. s I finished my speech and looked out into the audience for approval. I just saw a man rubbing his face in his hands, and gently weeping. Mr. Joe Ondus, S.J. looked up at me. and in a low. guttural tone, said Let's do it ONE MORE TIME. All right. I said irritatedly. Indeed, practice was getting to us. Yes. we were one day away from opening night, but when Mr. Ondus started yelling at me for not being serious enough onstage. I knew it had gone a little too far. What did he want from me. anyway? As I moved backstage with Joe Vavpetic. I asked him if he’d like to go out and get some ruffage. He didn't even look at me. Good actor, but I think he must be partially deaf. He probably wanted to get home before dawn, anyway. and he had to leave now. The scary thing about him. though, is that he's just about as naive and good-natured as his character. Whoa. Nellie! I said as Mark Haas nearly ran me down trying to get onstage, but he didn't even turn around and smile at me. Then again, what should I expect? He had treated me like dirt for the entire production. But that didn't make me feel any better. First he had beaten me out for that ballboy job. and now this. I saw John Beeker trying to entertain Roseanne Mucklo and Denise Klein in the corner. Hmmm. One guy. Two girls. Good ratio. I thought. Now's the time to make my move. So I sauntered over to them and said my opening line coolly. They just sat there and smiled. Biph put his arm around my shoulder. At the moment. I thought they were simply awed by my presence, but when they picked up the conversation with Biph again. I just left. So I went downstairs to talk with the old reliable, the stage crew. They had always accepted me. but then again, they weren't sober most of the time I visited with them. But it was somewhere. Well. I tried. I tried to be friends with the cast, but they just didn't seem to care. Okay, so I had buck teeth, big ears, and more hair than most, but I was the star of the play, afterall. 20 A Day In the Life Harvey 21 Left Kevin Sexton demands his cab fare from Denise Somsak. Below Denise Somsak pleads to Judge Chris Kelly. Get Elwood committed.” Little did she know that she was the one to be committed. Above: Dr. Mark Haas explains to intern Matt Seeley about the essence of psychoanalysis. Elwood is nuts.” Left: Director Joe Ondus. S.J.. signs a couple autographs for an exlracredit-seeking fan. Joe takes 'em any way he can. BOV U________ Just draw in your notebook and act like you’re taking notes. t's 12:10 p.m. Half the class is comatose; the other half is dead. Another pupil collapses as the teacher lectures on about the speed of electrons. There are only 55 more minutes of Honors Physics. Suicide looks like a very nice alternative right now. But wait! There is another way out of class boredom. It's not drooling, sleeping, or hurling paper wads at the kid across the room. (Although those are quite acceptable.) It's something called sketches of teachers. You know, those uncensored doodles of your favorite teachers in various uncensored poses and positions. doing uncensored things. These sketches can be quite informal. Crude stick figure drawings are very popular, especially those with the appropriately enlarged anatomical parts (e.g. the nose or eyes). Or they can be quite elaborate, with exaggeration being the key to a good sketch. A good way to measure how boring a class is. is to examine the cartoons of the teacher. Almost always the teacher who is sketched with the most detail (you know, the kind with even the nasal hair showing) is the most boring. It is comforting to know that the teachers who are considered the most boring may be spawning future artists. Who knows, maybe another Pablo Picasso is taking chemistry right now. It also appears that as one progresses through school, he becomes more creative in sketching teachers. Freshmen can't even stay within the lines, let alone draw a good doodle. By the time those aspiring artists become seniors, however, they have no fear of drawing those malicious and perverted sketches. And they have mastered the art of caption-writing. As one doodler put it. I guess it's just fun to poke fun of those teachers that drive you crazy. How does one get started, you may ask. Well, just stick the point of the pen (preferably a felt tip) onto the paper and just flick it every which way. Keep your strokes long and hard, remembering always to stay within the lines. Start with the face and then the body. Your eyes should be last, but not least. Let your imagination be your only bounds. Draw like you have just been unchained from years of artistic repression. And remember, caricatures are best. Thomas F. Comerford, stroker extraordinaire, offers these fine words of advice. If you're bored and tired, don’t give up. Just draw in your notebook and act like you're taking notes. If you can't do that, just try to push it. There are some nevers to drawing sketches of teachers. Never let the teacher catch you doodling in class. Never color outside the lines. Never sketch in red ink. (It's too tacky!) and never ever say never again. 22 A Day in the Life Sketches of Teachers 23 BAR MEETS BAU a_____ We gotta get our a!!es outta here and go bust some hippie heads. Above: A lot of history passed its time within those busted and buried tavern walls. Now. the Rhumba, a victim of arson, seems destined to become the next school parking lot. uffalo Bill's defunct. Sweet Jesus, so's the Rhumba. In 45 minutes one snowless December day. Death by ball and bulldozer. The obese woman's moved on. but the legends linger. A lot of history passed its time within those busted and buried tavern walls. G. Peter Holsappel opened the establishment's doors the day Hoover was elected president in 1928. Two men died. Bobby Vitas, a working class Republican, was doing shots of J.D. and getting hopelessly loaded. Goddang • %ing Democrats. Trying to elect a %ing Catholic president. Smith—He's a goddang pope's dog. Ain't gonna have no pope's dog for president.” Jeff Dooley, a working class democrat and one of those %ing Catholics, was sipping his tonic and gin. He ordered a whole bottle of Jack Daniels, shattered it on the bar. leapt from his stool like a hyena, and beat, sheared, and shredded poor Bobby dead. Fat Pete” Holsappel. meanwhile, had grabbed his double-barreled sawed-off shotgun. He told Jeff to cut the crap. Poor Jeff didn't listen. He left the bleeding mess of Bobby V. bleeding on the floor and started for Fat Pete with his J.D. stiletto slashing. Poor Jeff's brains splattered the new walls, liberated from their cranium by a point blank blast from Pete's firestick. Eisenhower was president in 1957 and Don Garrick owned and bartended the Rhumba. Elvis Presley was raising eyebrows and James Dean's bones were sprouting weeds. P.J. Barnhardt and Ralph Steadyman were quaffing some post-workday Schmidts and watching the tube. October winds kicked up the grime on Lorain. A guy on the TV said the Russians had just placed Sputnik in outer space. Sputnik? wondered P.J.. What in the gracious God's hell is Sputnik?” Ralph, whose brother would one day work for NASA, naturally knew exactly what Sputnik was. Ralph knew everything. Hey, good buddy Peej, what is you—stupid? Sputnik's them commies' latest pree-mier— he was too goddam American for 'em. so they just blasted his butt to the moon. P.J. though that was a lot of bull, and he said so: Bull barnacles. Ralph!” Unshaken. Ralph declared, I bet you 100 cash Sputnik's their old pree-mier. You're on. Steadyman, gambled P.J. The two friends agreed that Don Garrick would settle the issue. They asked the barkeep. Ralph won. P.J. Barnhardt was an honest, gregarious man. so he ordered a round of Schmidts for everyone and. the following day. paid Ralph in full. The summer of love was long over in 1970. Vietnam wasn't. Nixon was busy bombing. The Hell's Angels called the Rhumba home. Their Harleys cluttered the street. Their leather stalked the floorboards. Buster Beefheart, the owner, liked his studded clientele. He found them alliterative, metonymaic. in a word, poetic. Yo. a!!hole, barked a biker, it's Five %ing o'clock. We gotta get our a!!es outa here and go bust some hippie heads. The bar cleared amid a cacophony of unmuffled horsepower and a reek of unleaded gasoline. Several hippies suffered busted heads that night on Coventry. In 1987. the Rhumba fell victim to fire. Some swore a Jesuit had torched it. The school was interested in the property. Then came the ball and bulldozer. Ponder, darling, these busted and buried walls. Ponder and remember. 1 ] I 24 A Day in the Life Above: That was one stubborn building. exclaims Harry the wrecker to his associate. Though decrepit, the Rhumba Bar refused to fall without maintaining its pride as a landmark institution. Far Left: Homeward-bound after a day of destruction, this bulldozer makes a final pass over what was once a favorite Jesuit hangout. The Jesuits were rumored to have taken advantage of the ninety cent chilli special offered by the Rhumba Bar to its preferred customers. Left Buried in the remains lie the bones of the Cleveland chapter of Hell's Angels. The dust of decades of death, destruction, and hell-raising rises to the heavens, dissipating like so many memories. Rhumba 25 Above- Sean Kilbane expresses the grimace of a hard-earned victory. He prepares to shake the frozen ground with the ball in the spirit of an NFL player. risp. My feet crunch in the frosty grass. A brown watermelon sails through the air with the finesse of a flying cow. Bad pass. I'll jump. I jump, stretching, twisting, and straining for that air-filled skin. A pig died so I could make this catch. I think. I grab the ball, not too hard: it snugs into my basket. But I never saw the defender. Right there all along. Too much effort to go for the ball: he wants to punish me for making the catch. The ground rushes up to collide with my body. I peel myself from earth. My mind still spins. My lungs still heave. We call a huddle. I really need a time-out, guys. I suggest. We call time out. The quarterback draws some lines in the dirt. Everyone ignores the lines. Everyone just go out. We all agree. I'll just sit out this play, I think. I’m still panting. Quarterback barks, backpedals, and scans the field. I take a few steps and catch my breath. Quarterback eyes a man downfield and fires. Eyes follow the arc of the ball. It's smooth. Silk. He bumbles the catch. Defender rips the ball from its unstable grasp. He charges towards me. I don't particularly like trying to stop moving trains, but I guess I have to. I'm the last man between that bull and the end zone. I run at him. I collide with his legs, churning pistons. He bucks my chin. My teeth chop into my tongue. He drags me into the end zone. I flap from his legs like a damn flag in the wind. They are winning. After spitting the blood from my mouth. I set myself to return the kick-off. Kicker punts the ball. It spirals toward the blue. My ball. I stand between the ball and the ground. My team forms a wall. The ball sinks into my arms. I dart forward right between two defenders. Arms reach and lock onto my clothes like burrs. Burrs really annoy me. I burst forward and shake off the grips. I can hear my adrenalin pumping in unison with my heart. All the way. I think. I tail behind Blocker. He dumps a guy onto the brittle grass. Someone drops on me from behind. Just not fast enough. I collapse under his weight. Again. I meet the hard ground. Half the field to go for a TD. We go through the offensive routine: I call a timeout. This time I will go all out. As Quarterback fades. I surge forward. Fly pattern. Endzone approaches rapidly. Lame duck approaching over my shoulder. I whip around to snag it. Defender rushes at me madly. I beat him: he must be angry. Ball tucks into safety. I dash to the endzone. ten yards ahead. Defender is on my back again. I refuse to buckle. Instead. I shake him off: I hate burrs. I smile as I cross the goal line. Ball spikes the ground. Score now tied, but it's only noon. We have five hours of game left to play. 26 A Day in the Life Left: Ron Aukerman prepares to rifle the ball downfield. Many dreams of supcrbowls and Alcoa comeback commercials are fulfilled in quagmires of local parks. Below: Smelling a touchdown. Kevin McQucary stretches the ball forward past the goal line. Vince Ruffa fails to strip the ball from Kevin. Below Plowing like a Mack truck. Neil Hagan carries a full load for six points. Defenders Sean Kilbanc and Chris Allen, dismayed at Neil’s power, could not summon the courage or strength to stop him. Saturday Football 27 AWAY FROM HOME «------ Mr. Jim Hogan insisted on something more Christian than Hardbodies. 99 Above: Among the magnificent sculptures of Versailles crouches this scythe-wielding creation. The Blind Man. Students spent a day exploring the gardens and palace of France's royalty. urope. the land of opportunity: Paris. London, Rome, and the Bavarian Motor Works. The continent across the Atlantic seemed so far away. The only exposure that I had to Europe was Chevy Chase's movie. It was pretty funny. But besides that, all I knew about Europe was that the Nile was its largest river. And so it was the summer of my junior year that I was given the opportunity to cross the Atlantic. I could actually go to Europe for the low price of $2,100. The best thing about it was that I could go there for credit. Not extra, just credit. The Theology Department was offering a summer program to visit Europe for eighteen days. That's seventeen nights for you and me. So. equipped with a suitcase and $500 to spend. I boarded the plane. And nodded off to never, never land. I slowly slipped from the grasp of sleep's warm and comforting arms. I realized that I was not at home. But where was I? Some strange man in muscle-T's had my passport. I saw who was sitting in front of me. It was Tod Christensen, the big tight-end for the Raiders. What was he doing here? And that's Geoff Neri. My dream had become a nightmare. Oh. of course! The theology trip! That was Mr. James Skerl sitting in front of me, not Tod Christensen. The plane trip lasted forever. I sat cramped next to Steve Lavelle. wondering when the movie would be shown. It was either Rambo I or Death Wish IV. I wanted to see Hardbodies. but Mr. Jim Hogan, our chaperone, insisted on something more Christian. So we watched Over the Top starring Sylvester Stallone. When we finally landed in Munich. Germany. I had already downed ten packs of chewing gum, seventeen containers of Tic-Tacs, and several cases of gobstoppers. I always believed a man needs a balanced diet. In Munich, we visited the prison of Dachau. Talk about emotional roller coaster. I knew already that this trip was going to be special. Witnessing the horror firsthand chilled my spine. I was glad to leave that place. And fast. I never before had come so close to history. And this was theology class. We travelled the world. In England, we visited London and Canterbury. In Italy, we went to the landmarks of Florence. Venice. Rome, and of course Vatican City. We saw the Pope. He was great. We fled to the Tower in Paris and the Mountains in Geneva. God was indeed in nature. As I sat in my seat listening to the engine, my mind slipped the surly bonds that confined my body to this earth. And I began to relive my most recent wanderings. Oh. Muse. I saw the green and misty mountains that surround Switzerland as well as the twisted steel fences that surround Dachau. I recalled the majesty of a castle built on the whim of an insane king and the sobering splendor of churches built by generations of faithful paupers. I watched thousands of people strain their every sinew to the max. just to see the Pope. And I saw those thousands walk by a starving child in the streets. I beheld the Pieta and the Mona Lisa from behind glass because people have tried to destroy them. And I saw myself for the first time. 28 A Day in the Life Left: These three billygoats enjoy R G R in the gruff as they carefully scan the area for the troll under the bridge. The migratory patterns of these high altitude mammals yearly retrace the paths of Hannibal and his elephants in the Second Punic War. Above: Michelangelo's David stands pensive in innocent, adolescent assurance. His awkward, oversized right hand cradles the stone; his left shoulders the slingshot. He is ready. Left Steve Lavelle and John McNulty catch some of the Pope's skin as he strolls through his Vatican City. Each student in turn shook 'John Paul's hand and received his blessing. Theology in Europe 29 lET'S FRY THE KID u__________ Want to try them on? Your nose is pretty big. I don’t know if one’ll fit. --------- Right Thinking he ha the system beat. Brandan Carr beam from ear to ear. Bolero tics do not quite qualify for the everyday wide tie. he shifty English teacher slides unnoticed behind the unwary student. And it is then that the sinister pedagogue confronts the pupil with the fact that he is wearing no socks. NO SOCKS! Let's fry the kid. MacAlister. where are your socks? ! I have them. sir. See. MacAlister lifted up his pant legs for all to see. What they saw did not please the teacher. A couple chuckles arose as MacAlister showed his teeny-weeny socks, the kind with the little bobs on the ends. “Those aren't socks. Those are nosewarmers! barked the teacher. Do you want to try them on? Your nose is pretty big. I don't know if one will fit. Maybe you should try them on your ... ” retorted McAlister. The temperature in the room immediately rose. Along with the teacher's blood pressure. The class was up in arms and McAlister was up the creek. OUT! OUT! GET OUT! the teacher yelled. This and thousands of other incidents of student abuse happen each year due to most dress code violations. You know, those silly old rules that make the U.N. Charter seem like a short story. Those silly old rules that made the species Denim jacketus extinct. Those silly old rules that stripped all pants of side pockets. But no matter what they do. they never can stop all the new trends. Not even Commando. Everybody gets away with a minor infraction here and there. For those avid skiers, the turtleneck shirt is illegally worn with a sweater. As Mr. Flandera has so hopefully pointed out. turtle neck shirts are not turtleneck sweaters. Remember there is a fine line between genius and insanity. For those Gap devotees, the Levi Dockers are a big hit. A cross between corduroy and denim, these slacks have given Madewells a run for their money. They look and feel just like jeans. Probably because they are. For the lazy at heart, unlaced is the in thing to do. It's not that I can't tie my new Bloochers. It's that I don't want to. Hey. girls have strapless; we might as well have laceless. For those Cybil Shepherd worshippers, black Reebok runners are the wheels to wear. Not only does it look like a tennis shoe, it feels like a tennis shoe. Running up the stairs and across campus is made easy with these jet-setters. But what can be done to quell the recent inmate uprising and restore decorum and order back into this fine institution? (Remember there is a fine line between genius and INSANITY.) Waiter, check please. Anyone who is anyone is in on the act. Mr. Flandera has pant checks. Mr. Kobe has belt checks, and Mr. Michals has x-rated jockstrap checks. 30 A Day in the Life Left: Hidden under a library desk is a forbidden fruit, tennis shoes. Students devise various excuses for wearing this illegal footwear. Below: Danny, you're just going to have to get rid of that Rambo mentality. Now sit down and take your jacket off. sighs a bcleagurcd Mr. Jim Hogan after Dan Dunchak broke a desk. Dress Code 31 i Right As General Welsh prepares to address the delegates. stableboy Chris Smyczck looks on with stern nationalism. Right: Exhibiting unusual emotion as he leads the crowd for the fifth reprise of “The Star-Spangled Banner. Fr. Kenneth Styles. S.J.. realizing that he is the hearbeat of the rally, combines poise and beauty into one energetic alliance. 32 A Day in the Life e the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defence, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do protect our right and those of our kindred ... to party. And thus on the blustery day in November, a group of high school students convened out on the mall to honor the birthday of this nation’s greatest piece of writing, the Constitution. It was that historic document which prompted Mr. Flandera to break the hair code. Fr. Styles to don a wig. and Mr. Pasko to take out his old boyhood outfit. It was that revolutionary document which impelled Mr. Caliguire to teach a bunch of misfit history buffs for a Constitutional competition. Preparing for only two months, the class qualified for the state congressional hearings after defeating sixteen teams at the mock hearing at Cleveland State University. Article I The executive Power shall be vested in a President. Fr. Robert Welsh. S.J.. dressed up as an elder statesman, exhorted the colonists (i.e. students). On to Washington! Under the inquisitions of the many rowdy colonists. Fr. Welsh denied ever having signed the actual Constitution ... although he made remarks of the sort to imply that maybe Fr. Streicher actually proofread the rough draft. Article II All legislative Powers ... shall be vested in a Jesuit. Fr. Ken Styles. S.J. led all the multitude in the singing of My Country Tis of Thee. Once again, the student body sang at the request of Fr. Styles. An unusually excited Charlie Rego screamed for Bruce Springsteen's Born in the U.S.A. It was definitely an out-of-the-ordinary day. Article III The judicial Power of the United States shall be vested in one supreme Commando. Mr. Tom Flandera. with hair past his shoulders, showed utter disregard for all rules and regulations of the school. Yeah, but I'm the judge and jury around here, scoffed the rebellious Flandera. Article IV The Cafeteria Ladies shall have Power ... to regulate Commerce. After the ceremonies, several hungry colonists headed for the local country market for nourishment. The big choice was chocolate or creme-filled. But given the inclement weather, most of the students opted for the ice-glazed. Article V No State shall ... deprive any person of life, liberty, or free periods, without due process of law. Upon finding the stragglers in the Student Center. Mr. Flandera proceeded to give each and every stable boy a detention for cutting class. Complained one student. But Mr. Flandera. we are celebrating a birthday today. The Constitution is 200 years old. I think we should get due process. Retorted the fiendish Flandera. You're under 18. squirt. You have no rights around here. Give me your card. Maybe Mr. Flandera's Constitution reads: Do prosecute. Far Left Mr. Gus Caliguire, always the patriot, warms up to Mr. Tom Flandera, always the peacemaker. Maintaining his strict form is difficult in this costume; however, the gun helps. Left: Federalist delegate Steve Kovach explains the keys to overthrowing Student Senate to an attentive Pat Coyne and Brian Ccnta. Students gathered before school on this blustery November day for the kickoff of the National Constitution Competition. Constitution Day 33 Right I guess it's my job to get these little Maggots into shape. says Simon Green sheepishly of his gym class. Simon travelled from Australia with the VandeVeldes to spend his second semester as a senior in the (I.S. hey came from the land down under, the land of koala bear, kangaroo, and Crocodile Dundee. Sporting his new doo. Mr. Harry VandeVelde returned to the shores of Lake Erie, prepared to do battle in the second semester. Not only did Mr. VandeVelde bring the usual amounts of souvenirs and mementoes, he also brought back a student. Simon Green. Mr. VandeVelde commented. Those stuffed koalas were expensive enough as it is. but those humans are outrageous. Fresh from his Aussie experience at Xavier. Mr. V. found many interesting differences between the Jesuit school in the Southern Hemisphere and the one by the Lake. Uniforms: I'm trying to convince Flando that we should become more like those Australians. The students wear black suit coats with red piping, grey slacks, white shirts, and ties. Detention: I'm sure the student body here would be pleased with the Australian system. They have detentions for not doing homework ... and of course, it's on a Friday. Grades: Much to the dismay of the student body here, the Australians have no G.P.A.'s for high school. For the first three years, all you need is to pass 4 of the 6 classes. In senior year, you have to take one grueling government-run test to get into one of the universities. The tuition for the universities is, of course, free. View of Americans: They thought that every American is either like Alf or Dynasty. And the network programming is two and a half years behind ours, so my wife was able to tell everyone what happened to Holly on General Hospital. Music: I missed my 'MMS, but I still was able to catch some tunes. Some popular bands are INXS. Redgum. Crowded House, and Ice House. His jokes: No one ever got the punch line. As usual. Students: The kids came from all walks of life. It was an all-male school with many Catholics, but there was a large amount of Anglicans ... about 30%. Xavier: Unlike our school. Xavier had boarding and eight tennis courts. I was trying to find their golf course, but I got lost by the indoor stadium. Enough said for Mr. VandeVelde, now let's get to the good stuff. Let's go straight to the horse's mouth. Now listen, up. Simon says. Mr. V.: He was a big hit immediately. He was the biggest thing to hit Melbourne since a tube of toothpaste. In his basketball coaching, he took our school to its best record and a first winning season. Ignatians: You are a lot more friendly than the students in Australia. Everybody welcomed me here with open arms, and most of the students talk more to me. Aussie girls: It's hard to find a good-looking girl with a good personality. Usually, the good-looking ones are snobs. Ain't that the truth! Jet lag: I was rooted. 34 A Day In the Life Left Is there anyone more intimidating than a 6 foot 4 inch giant wearing a turtleneck. LL Bean sweater. Madewells. and argyles? Probably not! In addition to the new garb. Mr. VandeVeldc sports a new hairstyle: the flat-top. Left Why did Mr. VandeVelde. his wife Mary Jo. and his daughter Emily leave this beach of white sand along the Indian Ocean and return to Cleveland? Because they all agree. Cleveland's the best-kept secret around. Below: Mr. John Cantwell and Fr. Dennis Glascow. S.J. unfold the Australian flag, a gift which Mr. Cantwell left behind for the school. I want to leave this with you to show the Australian-American bond of friendship. Vandee Crocodile PEACE, 10VE, SOUl U----- The Year of the Bull. Above Halloween brought out the deepest, innermost secret ambitions of students. Some donned dresses and mustered mazoopas. Others, like Chris Lobas, emerged from the steaming Jungles of Nicaragua, ready for nuclear, chemical, biological, and guerilla warfare. emories, like the corners of my mind; misty watercolor memories. of the way we were ... You know memories have the power to inspire great minds or haunt them until they are decrepit blobs of gel. We. the collective student body have become that pitiable dollop. There will be many memories of this here school year that will leave their indelible marks on the face of our school: some good, some bad. but each and every one has earned its place in our history. The memory of ... Dr. Ted Castele saying. -MOUTH TO RECTUM! The face of Father Styles after Dr. Ted Castele said MOUTH TO RECTUM! Jubiliant hockey players after they deservedly won the Baron’s Cup. Jimmy Swaggart tearfully repenting his sexual misconduct, as he boarded his private Lear jet. The horror of walking onto campus and witnessing our little Constitutional Convention. Ms. Whalen sunbathing on the mall. A no-time-on-the-clock victory over the always tough St. Joe’s Vikings in basketball. Ms. Gaski rupturing every eardrum in the school with her early morning announcements, thus taking the title away from Mr. Gabor. The successs of our canned food drive surpassing all expectations. Dr. Ted Castele saying. MOUTH TO PENIS! The face of Ms. Goebel after Dr. Ted Castele said MOUTH TO PENIS! Our Cleveland Browns. An embarrasssing display by the Fountain Square Fools. (Even though this was last year, it was so bad that the shame still lives on.) The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame rally ... well at least we got out of class. Fr. Welsh. The bout of the century: Dan The Mop O'Neill vs. Mike The Bomb Bobal. The strongest senior showing in the Scholarship Drive in twenty years. A dejected 4th period balallion of food-drenched seniors marching angrily from the friendly confines of the senior lounge. The Year of the Bull. Father Styles' daily negative announcements, steadily chipping away any semblance of school morale. Frequent outbreaks of theft which plagued motorists. Robberies ranged from car stereos to college applications. The student-faculty basketball game and the Beaumont student exchange. The Valentine's Day Dance Mixer Party Concert Flop. A dramatic football victory over the always-tough Benedictine Bengals. The new line of bookstore clothing. Form really does follow function. (And embarrassment is not far behind.) The Tenth Anniversary of Elvis' Ascension. All you beautiful human beings, who comprise our community. Peace. Love, and Soul. Memories, sweeten through the ages just like wine ... hmm ... hmmmmm ... hmm. r - “H 36 A Day In the Life Left While downing a lew brcwi at the local establiih ment with J.C, Pete reminisces about the time they were out on the waters of Galilee and | caught diddly all day, until J.C. told them exactly where to cast their neb, Ihe tountain Square Fools simply,,, well .,, captivated, r ' . J f - r i r r JL X Above Mr. Chris Johnson outlines his main objectives of fund raising for the Rock’n’Roll Hall of Fame. Seeing seas of blank stares, he attempts to raise some eyebrows by say ing, I know I don’t look like a real Rock’n’Rol! type of guy, but believe me I am.” Lett At the approach of a belligircnt student, Pearl the Pigeon hobbles away and raises her wings to escape. Though paranoid, Pearl and all her flock enjoyed bobbing around in the mall in search ol crumbs. Memori of It AH 38 The Heart Above: In the quiet fog before first period Algebra II, Jason De Palma stares intently but blankly at nothing in particular. Father Jack Kleinhenz, 8.J.. often provided the needed spark to cut through the haze and ignite a junior's morning curiosity. Father has just a couple things to say, so, if the tone sounds, be seated. Regarding the senior 'skip' day, I would just like to say that anybody who is sick only for that day without a good reason ... that maybe he will have to talk to Mr. Flandera about a possible cure for his illness. I don‘t know, but maybe detentions will provide a road to quick recovery. “And maybe if we all show up for that day. then come graduation time, we can arrange something ... maybe a day or two early. “Another thing, have come into the knowledge of a certain unauthorized bus down to a certain college. Father just wants to make it perfectly clear that if anything should happen on that bus— mean drinking, rowdiness, or anything else illegal—then the whole bus will be pun ished. Don't come to Father and say, 'Prove it.' Because Father is his own judge and jury and the verdict is always guilty. Oh, one last thing, have fun visiting your brothers and sisters at college. ” Divider 39 Above Overworked and undersized. Kevin Bolan wishes he worked for the yearbook rather than the newspaper. I hate Terry Coyne. says Kevin, he always gets the good looking babes. 40 The Heart of It All Above: Rearing back to bounce on hi prey. Marty Collins prepares to pin his opponent to the mat. Equipped with the bare essentials of head gear and a tattooed Wildcat. Marty employs this weapon for psychological warfare. Above Chuck Hayden is obviously disgruntled by the fact that the Vista Pizza Man showered his pizza with perspiration, leaving him with only a can of Mountain Dew for lunch. Chuck vows to wear Mr. Frown all day. Seniors 41 r ■- Anthony Aerni Terry Alkasab Christopher Allen Samer Alwan Brian Amer Gary Antonius John Arunski Ronald Aukerman Jeffery Auletta Victor Barcelona Thomas Barrett John Beeker Tyronn Bell Chris Bender Chris Bergin Mark Bickerstaff G. Brad Bisio Michael Bobal William Bokenyi James Bokisa Kevin Bolan Paul Bonus Brian Bornhorst Paul Borosh 42 Seniors 0 lit ft iA’Si ttJk «!� Mark Borsody Renato Bosita Gary Boyer Stephen Braat ura $ a SI ft lit Daniel Bradesca Chris Brainard Mark Brewster David Briganti 1 1 HE CORRECT RESPONSE Is everybody in? The show is about to begin, WAKE CJP! This is Jeopardy. Today's guest host is Bob Ward, filing in for the Incarcerated Alex Trebek. Today's contestants are Mr. Harry VandeVelde, Mr. Greg Knittel, and Rev. Mr. Jerry Bals, Ph.D., D.D.S., M.B.A., and F.D.I.C.. That's Bals’, Bob. Right. Oookaaayy contestants, let's get right to the questions. You know how the game works, and if you didn't you wouldn't be here. HaHaHaHa. Categories tonight are Physics, General Physics, Standard Physics. and Honors Physics. What the hell, Bob. I'm a history teacher. Right. Let's start with you Jerry. We will take our question from the topic of General Physics. The answer is: The gospel. homily, and Eucharist.' What is Mass? Right. We will now ask you a question. Greg, from our Standard Physics category. The answer is: '3.' You know Bob, I find the manufacturing and selling of widgets intrinsically of no value.” Right, but the question is 'How many questions are in a rhetorical tri-colon? What the hell does that have to do with physics, Bob? Well Harry, nothing, but everything relates to physics, sort of. I think. Now that we've got that straight, let's go to your answer. Harry, from the Honors Physics category. The answer is: 'Fifty-five miles per hour.’ That's easy. 'What is the speed limit on the highway? Well yes. but no, only sometimes. You see the correct response is 'What is the legal speed limit in municipal zones on the highway?' It's a trick question: all physics questions are trick questions because nature is tricky. Now it's time for the Final Jeopardy answer. The answer is: 'The image produced by an object at the focal length of a concave mirror.' Excuse me. Mr. Ward, but Mr. VandeVelde seems not to be following the rules. Hhhmmmmm. Mr. VandeVelde?” Right Ms. Goebel. Well. Harry. I'm afraid you're disqualified, but let's see what you fellow contestants have. Jerry, your response is ... What is a spiritual image?” No. I'm sorry that's incorrect. Greg, what's your response? What are widgets? No. I'm sorry, that is also incorrect. The correct response is . . . 'What is no response?' or What is no image?' Hahahahaaaa. Above Caught scanning volume of trivial literature in the bowel of the library. Mr. Bob Ward attempt to procure questions for the Honors Physics category. Though physically and mentally exhausted, he forces himself to move on for the sake of the nation's viewing audience. Jeopardy 43 Redo Below: Well Ed, you don't have a snowball’s chance in hell of getting into Harvard University. advises Ms. Annabelle Whalen, having just peeked at his transcript and read his essay. V. . fijhuAx. scXxJmJHl. w H'«4 CzAlm, -h) cjo . 1. Please discuss one activity or Interest that has eeant the cost to you during ths past four years In high school. w! «'• b ___________ I hsvejalot(of Interests in � nd ou of school that this quostlon so hard to tnsvor. A student has to sit down and really think about what he wants to do with his spare tlne f VN.- S school. It was ay Junior year hat 1 finally took the v iX llse to do so. Aftor faiaftf to sake the football, baseball. and basketball teass. I decided that aaybe. Just naybe. sports py 7T] r . Jt rKmct •• wor: : f -port.- for - sany year .) So,it wa: -.hat turning . -J-J A a t si m C point In ay life, like sone spiritual onlIghtcnoen ■H. ± Lio a. cU JL ? ? ? it, trA I decided to Join the yearbook staff bocause I kn - that - fj' , mtmJ wa.- in: ib'- 11 y the finer1 ; ibl : : . v. : r, r. fa . -choolV evoryone lva 1 ts nc • for the last :!ay : A. KjM- ■ rveryone walts not ror the last day In Juno, but for tha day In Kay whon the yearbook cones out. , that else io to look forward to? , I joined •i staff of thoroughly dedicated and caay-goingj l rla sjwho can put new seining Into the uord precraa ttnatlon. But it was on mazing staff, for we not every deadline and aado the nost Innovative yearbook in tho school's hlstor wwhlchy by the way isj ar fi s 102 birthday. Yes. the 102 bluest!! : bo ••an• ••■I - f tochnologj atav.'; 1 cl -•'•an: ••.it 1 a:-:. •• i In keeping the tunes loud and the layouts Jn flnn. Fros « {yurrlculnr. I have loarnodjalotjqbout nyc and about othoraj h f||! have experienced nany a hectic deadllnc VN bob - of all. 1 have learnod to becone USCK A axxtaa fron the rigorous Ilf© of toats. quizzee, and Submit another draft. Timothy Brogan Scott Budzar Thomas Bunsey David Burgess James Burke James Byrne Gregory Caniglia Stephen Carney 44 Seniors Patrick Casa Robert Casaletta James Caughey Bryan Centa John Chambers Joseph Cimperman Donald Clark Michael Clemente Joseph Collins Martin Collins Ben Colombi Thomas Comerford Christopher Cooney Timothy Coughlin Patrick Coyne Terry Coyne Thomas Cozzens Eugene Crnjac Patrick Curran Eamon Curry Peter Dant Michael De Core Gregory Deegan David De Grandis College Essay 45 46 Seniors Joseph Deucher David Di Franco Anthony Di Giacomo Vlad Diaconu Joseph Dolan Danial Dunchack Guy Fabe Thomas Feddrix Brian Fehrenbach Anthony Filipovic Rory Fitzpatrick Daniel Flonta Markus Freund Eric Fridrich David Friedel Brooke Furio Timothy Gable Daniel Gajdos Jack Gangidine John Gannon Michael Gaugler Matthew Geiger David George Kevin Gilbride Embracing the golden wicket Randolph Harrison's hands tightened around his croquet mallet as he listened to his coach's exhortations. Act like princes, but play like pirates. spat Fr. Larry Ober to the twelve-member varsity croquet team, poised to play Pepper Pike Prep for the city championship. Remember men: The Lord loathes the lukewarm. Ergo, with zeal do we dash through the wickets, with fury do we crash into the sticks, and with relish do our mallets accidentally smash into the shins of our opponents. Go forth and crush the enemy. Glory and iced tea will be your earthly reward. Randolph Harrison's blood accelerated and his hands gripped the mallet white-tight. He wanted the game to begin: he wanted to prevail over Pepper Pike and clutch the Golden Wicket—symbol of excellence in the world's most glamorous sport. Most of all, however, he wanted to hear Fr. Larry Ober's further inspirations. Let us not forget our origins, men. Though gifted with genius and agility, we realized success in croquet must first pass through the wicket of hard work. And work we did: in the summer we chortled over iced tea; in the winter we dialogued over iced tea; and in the spring we drank the damn stuff! Every muscle was honed, every lung cell well-aspirated. And then we got mind tough. We memorized all the artificial ingredients in a McDonald's milkshake, a herculean task, indeed. We finished crossword puzzles while treading water. We calculated pi to the 300th place by using only our toes. We got tough. We stayed tough. Randolph Harrison's hands almost cracked his mallet In half. If he talks about the history of croquet. Randolph thought. I will die in ecstasy. Our glorious present bursts through the soil of our glorious past. Who can forget the titanic croquet battle between England's King Richard the Lionhearted and Spain's King Julio the Giraffespleened? That single victory launched the British Empire. Closer to home, who can forget Patrick Henry's immortal oration: Give me croquet, or simply get the hell out of my face'? Closer to time, who can forget the conciliatory match between Grant and Lee at Appomattox Court House? Afterwards, of course, Lee slept over at Grant's house, and they made microwave popcorn and slept in bootie pajamas. Randolph Harrison's zeal geysered. He and his teammates dashed out the Shaker Heights Croquet Club door, mallets hoisted skyward. Their demeanor stiffened, however, once match play commenced on the steep hills. With a solemn intensity known only to monks and assistant principals, they drove and deftly maneuvered the wooden balls with radar precision, rendering impotent their Pepper Pike opponents. Randolph Harrison and his Varsity Croquet teammates soon embraced the Golden Wicket. While they hooted. Fr. Larry Ober smiled and strolled to a shaded lounge chair, celebrating his victory with iced tea and the quiet savorings of a kingly sport. Above. Toting a megaphone for audibility, yet unafraid to let the finest student-athletes see him sweat, Fr. Larry Ober. 8.J., hauls the croquet team out for it's annual winter practice. It’s an audibile. Read the defense. We’re not going to finish second in the state! Timothy Gill Christopher Glaser David Gosky Michael Gowan James Gutoskey Neil Hagan Louis Hahn William Hahn Varsity Croquet 47 Peter Halloran Douglas Hauck Charles Hayden Daniel Hayes Matthew Herberger Daniel Hess Brian Hicks Mark Hodar Above: Sokho Moon, filled wilh elation, finishes his haiku on Thursday. “I need a dactyl, something synonymous with 'thyroid', chortles Sokho. We NEED THE EGGS There are no songs about Thursday. Take our word for it. No one rides trains anymore. I need a train song, a train song to get on. This school needs a great American gelding. One that will rival Benji Compson. Our beloved benefactor. You know. Caddy did want it. Why don't the lights buzz during the day? Why does the rapid dismissal tone differ from the usual tone? How can one receive 5 demerits for the catapulting of a mere sphere of snow, yet receive no chastisement in the least for consumption of the nectar of the gods in St. Mary's Student Chapel? The answer is relative. Everything is relative. The existence of God is dependent on the performance of Dean Witter Mutual Funds. If it has meaning, it's art. If it's art, it has meaning. Samantha. Emma, and Kathy. Need I say more? I didn't think so. Larry Bud IS Roy Orbison. Is he really blind or does he just wear those things to pick up chicks? I think we should address a problem. Send your problem to: 891 E. Decker. Seven Hills. OH 44131. Please include a stamp: the occupants absolutely refuse to pay any postage. By the way. Marine Colonel John Glenn was the first American to orbit the earth. This was even more tragic than the Glass family. Rule 1: always use verisimilitude and the professor will give you an A . This is good diction. Very good. Hah Hah Hah Hah. I can't think of one thing to write, so I will write too. Get the stuff ready: Barbour is omnipotent. That is Ba Bar. With two b's? No. just one. Well, not right next to each other, that's what I thought you meant. And that's the great part: everybody has a share. You never studied. Venckman. did you? You can eat your chicken, eat your pork and beans. I'll eat more chicken than a man ever seen.” (This should be sung to Barry White in B minor). Some due's and don'ts: Don't cross the streams. It would be bad. Do vote for short people with conservative hair. Don't tell them (in a French accent) that we already got one. And NO POOFDAHS. Why are we doing this? We need eggs. Heuvos. that is. Here's to Thursday. 48 Seniors o . f fH O ik % — 7 f'S 1 i -- v Is AiMik t • 4-.A Mark Hoffman Michael Hoffman Keith Horrigan Richard Hoy Thomas Hunt James Hutcheson Joseph Janos Jeffery Johnston Chris Kanuch Samuel Kaperick Brian Katigbak Martin Kearney Anthony Kellers Patrick Kennedy Tim Keo Jeffery Kho Fadi Khoury Sean Kilbane Martin Kilroy John Kim Sang Kim Darren Kimble Thomas Kindi Sean Kinzel Thursday 49 50 Seniors Edward Kman Todd Knupsky Damian Kortan Stephen Kovach Timothy Kulbago Angelo La Perna Sean Lally William Lasby Christopher Laveile Martin Laveile Stephen Laveile James Lavin Edward Lee Robert Lentz Joseph Lobdell Matthew Love Dennis Lucarelli Billy Lutkus Christopher Lux David Maher Tim Mahon Howard Mahoney Larry Maistros Dale Malloy Just like when Dale: All right, fellas, let's get right into the text. Una Eurusque Notusque ruunt creberque procellis. First uh. any questions? Anything at all? Anything we've covered? Content? Constructions? Ahooum, anybody . . . anybody .. . anybody at all? Use the notes, fellas. Uhuum the notes down below really help. Word for word, translate it as it is. Tony, want to give it a try? Tony: You always pick on me. Pick on Ed or somebody. There're too many adjectives. Dale: Well, uhh, why don't you try to scan the first line and get a feel for the Latin. I mean what is Vergil trying to say here? What's his point? Okay Tony, give it a try. Tony: spondee . . . spondee . . . spondee . . . dactyl . . . spondee . . . spondee . . . dactyl . . . spondee. Dale: That's it. That's exactly it. Word for word. Now. what's his point? What's he trying to convey? Why all the spondees? Tony: I think it's just like when the twin serpents from Tenedos come with their bloody manes licking their chops. Dale: Not quite. You’re almost right. Somebody want to touch it up? Renaldo? Rey: I think Vergil is trying to show Aeneas's pietas and leadership in relation to the fas, the fates. Vergil's existentialist views depict a verisimilitude of the Roman times during the rule of Augustus. uale: Not quite. Renaldo. CJ? CJ: When I grow up. Mr. Gabor. I want to be just like Aeneas when from Tenedos . . . Tom: . . . UNCHAINED! Dale: C’mon, fellas. Let's go. Marty: Mr. Gabor, do you think we ll win this Saturday? Dale: Boy. I'll tell ya. they are tough. Marty: Well. I found out who put that ad in the paper. Mr. Gabor. Dale: Well, all that I'm going to say is that it was no one associated with this school. All right, fellas, let's get back into the Latin. Let's go. if we can pick it up from there. Tony? Tony: Just like when again and again, jam jamdudum jamquc. Dale: OK fellas, there are only a couple minutes left. Ah. Vergil is trying to show the blowing wind. Each spondee is long-drawn and takes more breath than a short foot. This shows Vergil's technique. He's almost showing off here. Marty: Wait a minute. Mr. Gabor . . . there’s eight feet. I think it's: spondee, dactyl, dactyl, spondee, dactyl, spondee. Tony: That theory is shot to hell. Dale: OK. let's go. Tony. Marty, you're right. But. for all intents and purposes, it's just the same. Below. Absorbing one of Vergil's important dream sequences. Howie Williams gets as close as possible to the text so that he can sight” better. “You know, fellas. I can't stress this enough.” lectured Mr. Gabor, This section has appeared on the past 24 national exams. Richard Malloy Edward Maroon Lawrence Marshall Kevin Martin Naji Massouh Dennis McAndrew Michael McAndrews Luke McConville Vergil 51 Peter McCormick Michael McCoy Lance McGannon Thomas McGowan Kevin McGrath Brain McGuire Conor McIntyre Patrick McIntyre Unholy spirits Above: Well endowed with spirit. Gina Fulton leads her friends in a rousing cheer. Gina and the fans enjoyed the triumphant upset of Benedictine. The tale is told in a powerful trilogy. It is a comedy, a tragedy, and a history all in one. On that fateful Friday in August, it signifies nothing more than the beginning of another year, another year of spiritless seniors. All in one day. three different forms of spirits surface in the student body. At the Mass of the Holy Spirit, the school convenes together as one. The Mass marks a tradition as inextricably bound to this school as the Tower, the Jesuits, and the motto Men for Others. It gives all participants a sense of history, a sense that many students came before those present today. In his homily. Bishop Lyke blessed the students and bid them the guidance of the Holy Spirit in their every endeavor for the upcoming school year. Many students, mostly freshmen, took the bishop's words to heart. In his message, they found some strength to take on the terrifying world of high school. Yet around the cathedral, just as many students were dozing off into a state of a more presonal bliss: sleep. To many seniors, the ceremony merely meant another Mass of the Holy Spirit. The highlight was. of course, the singing of the alma mater upon the request of Fr. Styles. With the conclusion of the Mass, all departed to Sullivan Gym . . . and the annual rally, an almost equal part of those 102 years of tradition. Yet, the rally resembled more of a comedy than anything else. A comedy of errors: a prank on the freshmen that fell flat, an incessant Bob Voth urging on a crowd of listless juniors and seniors, and a rowdy Mr. Toman demonstrating the proper woof. All in all. the rally was a nightmare . . . and an uneventful one at that. The highlight was. of course, the singing of the alma mater upon the request of Fr. Styles. After a loss to Lake Catholic, the real spirits took hold of the seniors at a place called Brookside. Although illegal and immoral, the senior class upheld a tradition whose origin preceded them. In a way, they were no different than the rest in their after-game activities. They were no more responsible or irresponsible in their actions than the senior classes of old. Yet on that day. the greatest amount of spirits entered into the senior class not at the Mass of the Holy Spirit, not at the opening rally, but at the drinking fest. The highlight was, of course, the singing of the alma mater ... not upon the request of Fr. Styles. 52 Seniors % I L . ... 4 h ft ft A ha 44 14 h 55% Kevin McLaughlin Matthew McMahon David McNamee Kevin McNeely John McNulty Marc McNulty Michael McNulty Kevin McQueary Joseph Melillo George Meszaros Raymond Metzger Steven Mickey Richard Micko Paul Minnillo Michael Missig Michael Moloney Matthew Monos Sokho Moon John Mugnano Joseph Mullen David Murray Orrick Nepomuceno Geoffery Neri Charles Nock School Spirit 53 r Maurice Norris Raymond Norris Thomas Nowakowski Timothy O'Brien Eric O'Donnell Daniel O’Neill John O'Toole Gregory Ogrinc Steven Oreskovic Michael Owendorff Gregory Patacca George Pelesky Scott Pennock Fred Perez-Stable Robert Pfaffle Paul Phillips Joseph Pianca John Platek Randy Plona John Porach Mark Priemer James Proctor James Ptacek Leonard Quallich 54 Seniors t Luis Rame Erik Ranker Daniel Raynor Charles Rego Martin Remle John Riley Kevin Robison Drew Roggenburk Almost home To a freshman, what lurked behind those doors in the front of the student center was as frightening as a stay at the Bates Motel. One step into it. one little peek inside—what could and would happen is too gruesome to print in this family magazine. As a sophomore this haven for upperclassmen became less a frightening citadel and more a far-off dream. For juniors the only thing keeping the lunch hour from boredom is the realization that the prize that comes with senior year is near. Then, when that first day of the fourth year arrives, the senior is able to stroll into the student center and take his earned place in the senior lounge. And what a place it is. Just like home, no one picks up after himself. Dad (being Mr. Flandera) rants and raves at everyone, and mom (being the cafeteria ladies . . . fries!) has her rightful place— in the kitchen. The kiddies (that's us, fellows) come and go as we please, taking our special privileges for granted and believing that we are the heart and soul of this fine institution. And, whether you like it or not. we are. Let it be known, though, that without the new carpet donated to us by Mrs. DeFranco and the Loyola Society, we would be just another group of seniors. The lounge allows covert operations to be conducted under the guise of diversion of foods that would even make Ollie North admit that this was a neat idea.” All the seniors were just waiting for the opportunity to examine the classified information stored on the body of Fawn Hall. During this period, students exchange foods for homework. Many of these clandestine operations end up in mayhem as when Naji Abu Nidal Massouh refused to release his homework to Patrick William Casa. Then an eruption occured. just like when a volcano spews forth molten lava covering the fertile lands with fire. Ho-Ho's, Twinkies, and daily specials flew through the air like missiles launched from a lofty peak. Again and again, Mr. Toner shudders at the thought of tater tots clinging to his once and future mustache. Above: Under the pretext of organizing his cheese. John Chambers checks his taco for foreign objects. With the ornate tree as a backdrop to his lunch period, John feels almost at home In his senior lounge. Senior Lounge 55 Viewer Male He's dropped stuff off a five-story tower, explored fundamental principles of science, camped with Barry White, and made the world safe for democracy. (Although. come to think of it. Barry White and democracy are pretty much one and the same.) Who is this champion of justice? He is none other than your friendly. neighborhood talk show host. David Letterman. Accompanied by his boy-wonder-side-kick (yes. that’s a word) Paul Shaffer. Dave has sold more records than Elvis and the Beatles combined. In his spare moments, he still finds time to work with children and host the most festive talk show this side of the Rio Grande. Through the years Dave has given us many a laugh and tear: Whether it was when he immersed himself in bean dip. when he slandered Martha (denture wearer. condom user), or when a professional wrestler floored Andy Kaufman. And what Late Night viewer could ever forget the horrifying cucumber incident with Dr. Ruth? To students all over the world. Late Night has come to symbolize a refreshing alternative to the often tedious option of actually doing homework. As the clock strikes 12:30 a.m. students are rushing to television sets (whether color or not. this is not a racial issue) all across the NBC love-network. Mr. Letterman. we take this opportunity to raise our collapsible drinking cups and toast you with your own words: Thank you. Good night. Drive safely. Ahhh! Nothing like a good You know. Paul, I’m dating Hmmmm. If I were Dave. I can You damn kids, get out of neck-jar after a shower with Bess Myerson now. picture it as If it were on video- my classroom. Terri Garr. tape. John Roggenburk Matthew Rossman Edward Rozak Vincenzo Ruffa Gary Rybka Robert Sabetto John Samenuk Jason Samsa n li 0 n Ai n i o ii 56 Seniors Michael Sassano Edward Saunders Edward Saxon Edward Scardon Stephen Schlageter Raymond Schmitz John Scot ton Kevin Sexton Michael Sheehan Thomas Sheehan Robert Shemo Stephen Shimko Walden Siew George Smirnoff Brian Smith Christopher Smyczek Bruce Southern Leo Spellacy William Spellacy Matthew Spillman Tim Spurrier Stephen Stack David Stanisa Daniel Stecklow Letterman 57 Thomas Stewart Joseph Stottner Gregory Strick John Sweeney Michael Syrvalin Julius Szahlender Joe Szegedy David Thein William Thornton Scott Till Peter Traska Mark Vacha Joseph Vavpetic James Vivolo Robert Voth Michael Wagner Robert Wen Howard Williams Matthew Winchester Duane Wolff Thomas Yahner David Zalar Peter Zeller Todd Zgodzinski 58 Craceland Portraits Not Available Paul Clemen Sean Corrigan Simon Green Jesse Juguilon Ronald Kolengowski Thomas Lubin William Mitchell Richard Readingcr Kenneth Rupp Peter Tsantes Todd Ziedonis Ronald Zucca All the king’s men You know, just the other day we were arguing which of the Duke Boys drives the General Lee more frequently. Bo or Luke. And as our debate grew to a fever pitch, we were both stopped silent. Whenever we see a couple of rednecks fooling around in a stock car. the South immediately comes to our minds. We were transported back to August Sixteenth in the year of our lord. Nineteen Hundred and Eighty-Seven. Now for all you communists who don't know what August 16, 1977 represents, listen up. Because this has been known to appear on the SAT's (rhymes with cats ). It is the day that Elvis Aaron Presley, beloved son of Vernon and Gladys Presley (of the Tupelo Presleys), died. And it was exactly ten years to this date that we went to pay tribute to Our King. We gassed up the truck. (We had to dismantle the gun rack in order to make room for our luggage.) Then we weighed anchor and set sail for three days in Memphis. Tennessee. As we were barreling down the highway at break-neck speed, the pick-up shuffled from lane to median to lane. After a high speed chase with certain law enforcement officials, the gas gauge told us that it was time for a pit-stop. The angry Kentucky sun beat down on the Confederate flag unfurled above the sweaty gas station attendant. As we dismounted, the gentleman approached us. He said few words, but please remember each and every one. I married my sister. Wooo! While we made a bee-line for the truck, he wiped the mucus from his nose and laughed like one who indeed had married a sibling. At about two in the morning, the trusty Chevy rolled into the land of milk and honey. Graceland, the home and final resting place of The World's Greatest Entertainer. To accurately describe the sights, the sounds, the smells, and the smells, is impossible. But going to Graceland was in itself an impossible dream. Soon, it was time for some dinner. I chose an eight-pack of the house special—Dolly Madison Donut Gems, which to this day live in my stomach and large intestine. My faithful Indian companion picked the equally appetizing Dolly Madison Zinger Assortment Gift Pack. (This must have been a Dolly Madison Above: These three wise men by a star, not just any star but the star of Elvis, journey to Graceland bearing love, affection, and a heart full of hip. Tim Parnin. Tony Kellers, and Pat Casa dreamed the impossible dream by visiting the King's pad. outlet store.) After our meal, we retired to the truck and tried to sleep. Did I mention that the mercury read a sweltering 102 Farenheit? (For our Canadian friends that reads roughly 39 Celsius.) We also forgot to mention that we were parked next to an insect-infested swamp. Well kids, let us tell you—don't try this at home. The sun was rising, the birds were chirping, and health officials were handing out citations. As we awakened, we were just in time for the start of the Elvis Memorial 3K run (for our American friends that is roughly three miles). Being the athletes we are. we bypassed the run and instead went on the tour of the Graceland mansion. After a spectacular tour we then went to the very center of Elvis International Tribute Week. This core is none other than the Elvis Week Calendar of Events. We decided to attend the Elvis Memorial Karate Tournament and the Elvis Memorial Laser Show. These spectacles did not start until the late afternoon, so we decided to go the hotel first and wash up. Later, we returned to the Graceland Mansion to participate in the famous candlelight vigil and the not-so-famous impersonator Dennis Keyes, performing Memories of Elvis. To describe the little intricacies of The King's Castle would only lessen their grandeur. And, in total, we saw twenty impersonators, which once again proves the age-old theorem that the world is divided into two groups of people: Elvis and those who impersonate Elvis. Elvis has left the building. Elvises have left the building. Graceland 59 SENIOR Anthony Aerm Football 1-4; Hockey 1-3. Terry Alkasab Lit. Magazine 3.4; Ski Club 1-4; Statistician 1-4. Harlequins 4; Speech and Debate 1-4. Chris Allen Basketball 1; Track 1; Newspaper 3.4: SCIP 4; Intramurals 2.4; Koop Klub 4 (T reasurer). Sam A!wan JCWA 3. Brian Amer Yearbook 3.4. Newspaper 3.4; Intramurals 3.4; JCWA 3.4. Gary Antonios SCIP 1-4; Ski Club 1-4; JCWA 3.4. NHS 3.4; Soccer 1.2: Intramurals 1.2.4; Wilderness Club 3.4 John Arunski Football 1-3. Wrestling 1-4 Ron Aukerman SCIP 3.4; JCWA 2.3: Intramurals 1-4. Jeff Auletta Big Brothers 4; Student Senate 4; NHS 4; Lit. Magazine 3: Statistician 3: Tutoring 3. Vic Barcelona JCWA 3.4; Science Club 1-4; Tutoring 3.4. Harlequins 4. Math Chib 3.4 Tom Barrett Football 1-4; Basketball I; Ski Club 1.2. SCIP 4; Intramurals 4. Student Senate 3.4 John Beeker Band I; Track 1-3; Soccer 2.3; JCWA 3.4. Harlequins 3.4; Lit. Magazine 3.4; Newspaper 4; Big Brothers 4; Chorus 4; Intramurals 2-4 Tyronn Bell Band 1-4; Tutoring 2-4. Chorus 4; Harlequins 4; NHS 3.4. Chris Bender Football 1.2; Intramurals 2-4; Ski Club 1.2; JCWA 4. Religious Act Comm 4 Chris Bergin Football 1; Wrestling 1.2: Wilderness Club 3.4 Mark Btckerstaff Football 1-4; Track 1-4: Wrestling 1.2.4 Brad Blsio Swimming 1.2; Lacrosse 4; Yearbook 3; SCIP 2.4 Mike Bobal Chess Club 1; Track 2; Trainer 2-4; Intramurals 4. Bill Bokenyi Trainer 2-4; Wilderness Club 3.4. Jim Bokisa Football 1.2; Wrestling 1-4. Kevin Bolan Newspaper (Editor-In-Chief) 3.4; INS 3.4; Tutoring 2-4; NHS 3.4. Paul Bonus Band 1-4; Bowling 14; Harlequins 24; NHS 4; Intramurals 4. Brian Bornhorst Football 14; Lacrosse 3.4: Big Brothers 4; Student Senate 4; Scholarship Drive 4 (Coordinator). Paul Borosh Speech ond Debate 1; Chess Club 1-3; SCIP 2.3: Big Brothers 4. Mark Borsody SCIP 24; INS 24. Science Club 2-4 Rey Bo sit a JCWA 24. Science Club 3.4; Math Club 3.4; Ski Club 14; Big Brothers 4; Tutoring 3.4 Gary Boyer Wrestling 1.2; Tutoring 3. Stephen Braat Track 14; Ski Club 1-3: Intramurals 3.4. Dan Bradesca Football 14; Intramurals 14; Wrestling 14; Koop Klub 4; SCIP 4; Big Brothers 4. Chris Brainard Cross Country 24; Track 14; NHS 3.4; Tutoring 3; Religious Act Comm. 3.4; SADO 4; SCIP 3. Mark Brewster Football 14; Track I; Intramurals 24. Dave Briganti Band I; Wrestling 14; Btg Brothers 4; Student Senate 4; Tutoring 4; SCIP 4 Timothy Brogan Band 1.3.4; Football 2. Play 3.4; Track I; Intramurals 4 Scoff Budrar Track 1.2; Lacrosse 3.4; Koop Klub 4; Intramurals 4. Tom Bunsey Football 1.2. Jim Burke Ski Club 3.4; Intramurals 14; JCWA 4. Jim Byrne Baseball 2.3,4; Ski Club 3.4; Intramu rals 4 Right to Life 3.4 Greg Caniglia Science Club 1.2: JCWA 3.4; INS 3; Intramurals 24. Stephen Carney Delta Omega I; SCIP 3: Intramurals 3; Tutoring 3.4. Pat Casa Football I; Newspaper 14; Yearbook 14; Intramurals 3.4; Big Brothers 4; Koop Klub 4 Rob Casafetta Karate Club I; Big Brothers 4 Pat Coughey Swimming 14; INS 3.4; JCWA 3.4; Orama Club 4; Tutoring 3; Amnesty International 4; Intramurals 3.4. Bryan Cento ScHrcer 1; Wrestling 1.2.4. John Chambers Baseball 1.2.4; Golf 3. Joe Cimpermon Harlequins 2: Off-Center Troupe 3.4; Soccer 3: Lit. Magazine 3.4: Intramurals 3; Religious Act. Comm 3.4. Don Clark Band 14; Ski Club 14: Track 1; Chorus 4. Paul Clemens Hockey 1-3; Football I; Intramurals I-3: Ski Club 4 Mike Clemente Ski Club 24; Tutoring 3.4; Intramurals I: SCIP 3.4 Joe Collins Football 1.2; Wrestling 14. Marty Collins Football 1.2; Wrestling 14 Ben Colombi Lacrosse 3.4; Football I; Baseball 2; JCWA 3: Ski Club 14; Wilderness Club 3; SCIP 2 Tom Comerfotd Yearbook 14 (Editor-irvChief 4); Track 14; NHS 3.4; SCIP 2.4. Koop Klub 4; Newspaper 4; Lit. Magazine 4; Wrestling I; Soccer 1. Chris Cooney Ski Club 24; Student Senate I; Newspaper 2: Intramurals 4. Yearbook 2-4; Big Brothers 4. Harlequins 4 Sean Corrigan Football I; Baseball 1-4; Intramurals I-4; Basketball 4. Tim Coughlin Wrestling 14; Intramurals 2.4 Pat Coyne Track I; Baseball 4; SCIP 3.4; Wres tllng 1. Terry Coyne Newspaper 14 (Editor-in-Chicf 4); Lit. Magazine 14; Speech and Debate 14; Tennis 1-4; Football 1; Track I; Amnesty International 4; Student Senate 14. Tom Corrcns Football 1; Yearbook 1-3; Newspaper 14; Ski Club 14; SCIP 14; Student Senate 1-4; Harlequins 2-4; Cross Country 3. Pat Curran Golf 3.4; Lacrosse 3: SCIP 24; Tutoring 4, Earn on Curry Ski Club 1,3; Intramurals 14 Pete Dant Stage Crew 1.2: Harlequins 3.4; Poster Club I; Soccer 14; SCIP 24; Yearbook I. Mike DeCore Soccer 2.4; Lacrosse 3.4; Intramurals 24 Dave DeGranrfis Ski Club 24; JCWA 3.4; SCIP 4 Greg Deegan Lacrosse 3.4; INS 3.4; NHS 3.4; Ski Club 24; Newspaper 3.4; Intramurals 14; SCIP 24. Koop Klub 4. Joe Deucher Track 1-4; Ski Club 1-4; Peer Counseling 3.4; Big Brothers 4. Vlad Diaconu Intramurals 24; SCIP 4. Dave DiFranco Lacrosse 3.4; Intramurals 24. NHS 3.4. Big Brothers 4; SADD 2.3; SCIP 1-4; Newspaper 3.4; Tutoring 3.4; Math Club 3.4; Koop Klub 4. Anthony DiGiacomo Hockey 24 Joe Dolan Cross Country 1-3; JCWA 3.4; Ski Club 14; SADD 14; Track 1; Lit Magazine 14; Intramurals 14; Religious Act Comm. 2.3. Dan Duncheck Speech and Debate 1.3; Martial Arts Clubs 4; Computer Club 1-3; Science Club 1.2. INS 24; JCWA I; Tutoring 3; Amnesty International 4; Ski Club 1-3. Guy Fabe NHS 3.4; Intramurals 1-3; Student Council 1.2; Ski Club 2.3; JCWA 3: Speech and Debate I; Math Club 3.4; Tutoring 4. 60 Seniors ACTIVITIES Torn Feddrtx Track 1. Brian Fehrenbach SCIP 4 Tony Filipovic Soccer I; Track I. Rory Fiupatnck Football 1,3.4; Basketball 1.4; Student Senate 1-3: Track 2: SCIP 4. Mark Freund Bike Club 1,2; Chess Club I; Science Club 24; Martial Arts Club 3.4; INS I-4; JCWA 3; Poster Club 3: Ski Club 4; SCIP 3.4 Eric Fridrich Poster Club 1-4; SADD 3-4; Circus Club 1; Chess Club 4: Lit. Magazine 3.4; Chorus 4, David Freidel Ski Club 2-4; Poster Club 1.2; Speech and Debate I; Wilderness Club 2.3. Brooke Furlo Hockey Manager 4; Wrestling 1; Scholarship Drive 4. Student Senate 4; Ski Club 1 -4; Lit. Magazine 2.3. Timothy Gable Tennis 1.2.4; Ski Club 2; Intramurals 2-4; SCIP 2. Dan Gajdos Poster Club 3,4; Lit. Magazine 3.4 Jack Gangldme Track 1; Ski Club 2.3; Big Brothers 4; SCIP 2.4 John Gannon Soccer 1-4. NHS 3.4; Amnesty International 4; Intramurals 1-4; SCIP 2.3; Tutoring 1.3; Student Senate 1-4; Koop Klub 4; Ski Club 2.3; Yearbook 2-4. Mike Gaugler Lacrosse 3.4; Ski Club 1-3; Tutoring 4; Religious Act Comm. 4 Matthew Geiger Soccer I; Poster Club 3; Ski Club 1-4; Lit Magazine 3.4; Intramurals 1-4 Dave George Lacrosse 3.4; Student Senate 2.4; Ski Club 1-4; Football 1; SCIP 2. Kevin Gilbride Football I; Cross Country 2-4; Ski Club 1-4; Intramurals 1-4; Religious Act. Comm. 3. Tim Gill Track I; Big Brothers 4; SCIP 4. Chris Glaser Wrestling 1-3. Dave Gosky Ski Club 3; Intramurals 1-4; Big Brothers 4; Tutoring 3.4. Mike Gowan Ski Club 1.4 Jim Gutoskey Trainer 1-4; Intramurals 3.4; Student Senate 4; JCWA 4; SCIP 4. Ski Club 2.3; Stage Crew 1; Religious Act. Comm. 4. Nell Hagan Big Brothers 4; SCIP 3.4; Lacrosse 3.4. Bill Hahn Football 1.4; Basketball 1.2: Track 2. 3; Big Brothers 4; SCIP 3.4; Intramurals 3.4 Louis Hahn Football 1-3. Pete Ha Hot an Ski Club 2-4; SCIP 3.4; Big Brothers 4 Doug Houck Wilderness Club 1-4; Martial Arts Club 3. Chuck Hayden Cross Country 1; Wrestling 1.2; Intra-murals 1.2: Lacrosse 3.4; Religious Act. Comm. 4. Matt Hetberger Wrestling 1.2; Intramurals 2; Amnesty International 4; Lacrosse 3.4; Tutoring 3; Koop Klub 4 Dan Hess Baseball 2: JCWA 2-J; Yearbook 1-4; Religious Act. Comm 3.4; Tutoring 3.4; Harlequins 4; Amnesty International 4; Right to Life 4; Ski Club 3: Band 4 Brian Hicks Band 1-2. Mark Hoffman Big Brothers 4; SCIP 4 Mike Hoffman Bike Club 3.4; Poster Club 4. Keith Horrigan Hockey 2-4; Basketball I; Football 1; Intramurals 3.4; SCIP 3.4; Lacrosse 4 Richard Hoy Band 1-4; Religious Act. Comm. 3.4, Tutoring 3; Ski Club 2-4; Intramurals 3-4; NHS 3.4 Tom Hunt Basketball 1.2; Intramurals 3.4; SCIP 3.4. Joe Janos Football 1.2. Student Senate 4; SCIP 2. Jeff Johnston Intramurals 2: Cross Country 2.3. Jesse Juguilon Tennis 1-4; Vista 4; JCWA 3.4. Tutoring 2. Chris Kanuch Yearbook (Business Editor) 4. Lacrosse 3.4; Golf 4; Baseball 2; Big Brothers 4; JCWA 3; SCIP 3.4; Youth In Government 4; Koop Klub 4 (Co-Founder President); Math Club 3; Intramurals 2-4. Sam Kaperick Wilderness Club 1-4. Brian Katigbak Lacrosse 3.4; Ski Club 1-4; Intramurals 2.3. Matty Kearney Football 1-4; Track 1-3; Lacrosse 4; NHS 3.4; Tutoring 3.4; Yearbook 3.4; (Senior Editor); Intramurals 3.4; JCWA 3.4; Ski Club 1.4; Big Brothers 4; Youth in Government 4; Math Club 4; Religious Act. Comm. 3.4; Koop Klub 4; Amnesty International 4; Martial Arts Club 1-4; Rugby Club 4 Tony Kellers NHS 3.4 (Treasurer); Intramurals 2-4; JCWA 3; INS 3; Newspaper 2-4; Yearbook 4. Pat Kennedy Track 1-4; Football 1-4. Basketball 1-4; Student Senate 4 (Secretary). Tim Keo Band 1-4; Chorus 4. Jeff Kho Cross Country 3.4; Track 1-4; NHS 3.4; Science Club 24: JCWA 2-4; Band 1-3; Student Senate I. Big Brothers 4; Peer Counselor 3.4 Fadi Khoury SCIP 2-4; NHS 3.4; Scholarship Drive 3; Tutoring 2-4. Sean Kilbane Football 1-4; SCIP 4; Intramurals 3.4; Religious Act. Comm. 3.4. Koop Klub 4 (President): Lacrosse 4 Marty Kilroy Wrestling 1.2: Track 1-3; Band 1.2. John Kim Ski Club 2.3; Golf 4. Sang Kim Newspaper 1-4; JCWA 3.4; Speech and Debate 1-4; Off-Center Troupe 3; Religious Act. Comm. 2-4; Martial Arts Club 3.4. Darren Kimble Football 1-4; Basketball 1.2; Baseball 1-4; Intramurals 3.4. Tom Kindi Swimming 2-4; Newspaper 4. Track 4 Sean Kin el SCIP 3.4; Religious Act. Comm 4. Ski Club 3. Ed Kman Track 1-4. Intramurals 3: Computer Club 3; INS 3. Todd Knupsky Ski Club 2-4; Football Statistician 2; Intramurals 1-4 Sreve Kovach Football I; Basketball 1,2: Track I; Intramurals 3.4; SCIP 3.4; Student Senate 4. Tim Kulbago Religious Act Comm. 3.4; Band 1-4 (Vice-President); Intramurals 3.4; Basketball 1.2; Tutoring 2.3; NHS 3.4; Newspaper 2-4; Yearbook 3.4. Angelo Laperna Poster Club 3.4; Koop Klub 4; News paper 4; SCIP 4. Sean Lolly Football 1-4: Wrestling 1; Intramurals 4 Bill Lasby Basketball 1,2; Baseball 1.2: Intramurals 3.4. Chris Lavelle Football 1-4; Track 1; SCIP 4 -Marfy Lavelle Football 1-4: Basketball 1; Intramurals 4. Steve Lavelle Soccer I; Intramurals 2-4; SCIP 3.4. Ski Club 2; Tutoring 3.4; Student Senate 2. Jim Lavin Football 1-4; Student Senate 4; SCIP 2.3. Edward Lee Speech and Debate 1-4 (Captain); JCWA 2-4. Golf 2-4; Yearbook 24 (Assoc Editor); Tutoring 2-4; NHS 3.4; Koop Klub 4. Religious Act. Comm 3.4. Robert Lenti Ski Club 1-4; Intramurals 1-4; Harlequins 2. Joe Lobdell Wrestling 1-4; Intramurals 3; INS 3. Matthew Love Intramurals 3.4; Ski Club 2.3: Yearbook 1.2. Activities 61 Thomas Luton Swimming 14 Dennis Lucarelli Football 1; NHS 3.4; lacrosse 3.4; SCIP 4; Big Brothers 4; Intramurals 2.3. Bill Lulkus Lacrosse 3.4; Amnesty International 4. Chris Lux Football M: Basketball 1.2; Tennis 3.4; Big Brothers 4 Newspaper 3.4 Dave Maher Ski Club M: SCIP H: Brg Brothers 4; NHS 3.4; Religious Act Comm. 4 Tim Mahon Football 1-4; Student Senate 2.3: SCIP 4: Big Brothers 4. Track I. Howard Mahoney SCIP 4. Larry Maistros Circus Club I. Dale Malloy Football 1.2; Koop Klub 4. Student Senate 3. Rich Malloy Basketball I; Football 1-4; Ski Club 2; Koop Klub 4; SCIP 4 Eddie Maroon Student Senate 2.3; Ski Club 1-3; SCIP 3.4. Lacrosse 3: Intramurals 4. Larry Marshall Ski Club 1.3: Track 1.2; Cross Country 1-3; Intramurals 1-4 Kevin Martin Football 1; Intramurols 1-4; Tutoring 3.4; French Club 4; Student Senate 3; Big Brothers 4 Haji Massouh Newspaper 1-4; Vista 1-4; Ski Club 1-4; Cross Country 3. Dennis Me Andrew Religious Act. Comm. 4; SCIP 2: Ski Club 4. Mike McAndrews Poster Club 3.4; Circus Club 1-4; Student Senate 2; Computer Club 1 Luke McConville Newspaper 1-4 (Sports Editor); Soccer 1.3: Intramurals 24: INS 3.4; SCIP 3.4; Big Brothers 4; JCWA 4; Student Senate 4 Pete McCormick Delta Omega 3.4. Mike McCoy Football 1.4. Intramurals 4 SENIOR Lance McGannon Stage Crew I; Intramurols 1-4; Science Club 4; Scuba Club 4; Ski Club 24. Harlequins 4; SCIP 14. Tom McGowan Newspaper 24; Soccer 1-3; Yearbook 1-3; JCWA 3.4 SADO 3; INS 3. Kevin McGrath Basketball 14. NHS 3.4; SCIP 4; Tutoring 3.4; SADO 3. Brian McGuire Soccer 1.2; Ski Club 4; Baseball 2.4: SCIP 24; Intramurals 24. Conor McIntyre Intramurals 14; Religious Act. Comm. 4; SCIP 4: Yearbook 1. Pat McIntyre Hockey 24 (CoCaptain) NHS 3.4; Tutoring 2.3; Student Senate 1.2; Newspaper 2.3: Yearbook 2.3: Ski Club 14. Kevin McLaughlin Soccer 14 (Captain); Intramurols 14; SCIP 24; Big Brother 4; Yearbook 4; Lacrosse 4; Ski Club 1-3. Matt McMahon Bike Club 1; Football Statistician 1,2; JCWA 3.4; Ski Club 14; Intramurols 3.4. Dave McHamee Football 1,3.4; Intramurals 14 Kevin Me Heely SCIP 4 John McHulty SCIP 3; Big Brothers 4; JCWA 4 Marc McHulty Track 1; Ski Club 3; Soccer 14; Intramurals 14; SCIP 3.4. Mike McHulty Cross Country 14; Track 1.2.4; Intramurals 1.3.4; Religious Act. Comm. 4; NHS 3.4; SCIP 24; Yearbook 4; Amnesty International 4; Newspaper 2.4 Kevin McOueary Football 1.2; Right to Life 3.4; Religious Act. Comm. 4. Joe Melillo Wrestling 2; Intramurals 3.4; Religious Act. Comm. 4; Right to Llle 4 George Meszaros Koop Klub 4. Roy Metzger Football 1.2; Baseball 2; JCWA 3.4; Ski Club 2: Intramurals 3.4 Steve Mickey Track 1; NHS 3.4; Tutoring 24; Math Club 3.4. Rick Micko Scholarship Drive 1.3.4; NHS 3.4; Newspaper 3.4; Lit. Magazine 4; Intra-murals 24 Paul Mtnnlllo Football 1: Ski Club 14; Tutoring 3. Mike Missig Newspaper 2; Student Senate 2.3; Computer Club 2.3; SADO 3 Bill Mitchell Football 2.4; Lit Magazine 4; Baseball 14. Mike Moloney Track 1.2; Yearbook 2-4 (Seniors Editor); Newspaper 24; NHS 3.4: Lacrosse 4. Matt Monos Swimming 14 (Captain). Newspaper 4; Religious Act Comm 4. Sohko Moon Speech and Debate 14; Newspaper 2-4; Lit. Magazine 24; Peer Counselor 3.4; SCIP 3.4 John Mugnano Football 1.2: Hockey 4; Ski Club 2; SCIP 3.4; Religious Act. Comm. 4. Dave Murray Newspaper 14; Yearbook 14; Football 2; JCWA 3; Speech and Debate 3; Tutoring 3; Ski Club 3 Or rick Hepomuceno Golf 4; JCWA 4; SCIP 4. Geoff Heri Lit. Magazine 3.4 (Editor-In-Chief); JCWA 3.4; Wrestling 1.2; Track 1; SCIP 2.3.4; NHS 3.4; Ski Club 3.4; Peer Counselor 3.4; Band 1.2 C.J. Hock SCIP 24; Yearbook 2.4; NHS 3.4; Ski Club 1,2; Newspaper 14: Tennis 14; Tutoring 3.4. Courtney Horns Intramurals 1.3; Football 14; Track 1.2. Ray Horris Bike Club 14; Track 2: Wrestling I; Math Club 3: Computer Club 1-3: Tutoring 4. Tom Howokowski Cross Country 14; Track 1-3: Wrestling 1; NHS 4; Religious Act. Comm. 3.4; Math Club 3; SCIP 4. Tim O'Brien Martial Arts Club 4. Greg Ogrinc Soccer 1.2.4; Baseball 14; Math Club 3: Intramurals 14; Off-Center Troupe 4; Right for Life 4. Dan O'Heill Speech and Debate 14: Ski Club 1-3; JCWA 3; Newspaper 14; Computer Club 14. Steve Oreskovic Basketball 1-3: Big Brothers 4. Football Statistician 3.4; Right to Life 3. John O'Toole Wrestling 12, Ski Club 3; Religious Act. Comm 4. Tutoring 2.3. Michael Owendoff Yearbook 3.4 (Index Editor); Ski Club 14. SCIP 14; Newspaper 1-4: Rugby Club 4. Greg Patacca Ski Club 1,3; Wrestling 4; Intramurals 4. George Peleski Ski Club 14 Scott Pennock Ski Club 1.2: Newspaper 2.3.4; Koop Klub 4. Fred Perez-Stable Religious Act. Comm. 4; Amnesty International 4; Koop Klub 4. Paul Phillips Swiming 1.2: Intramurals 2.3.4 Mike Pianca Track 14; Cross-Country |4; Peer Counselor 3,4; Big Brothers 4. NHS 3.4; Speech and Debate I. John Platek Soccer 14; Intramurals 14; NHS 3.4; SCIP 3.4; JCWA 3; Ski Club 1-3: Big Brothers 4. Randy Plona Poster Club 4; Chorus 1.2. John Potach Football 1; Baseball 1.2. Mark Priemer Wrestling 1-3; Student Senate 1.2.4 (Vice-President); Newspaper 4 Jim Proctor Football 1; Swimming 14; Lacrosse 4 Jim Ptacek Poster Club 14: Lit. Magazine 3.4. Len Quollich Ski Club 1.2; INS 3.4; Intramurals 3.4; Tutoring 3. Luis Rome Football 2; Tennis 2: Delta Omega 3.4; Peer Counselor 4; Soccer 3; Harlequins 4. Erik Ranker SCIP 3.4; Science Club 4; Poster Club 4 62 Seniors ACTIVITIES Tim Spurrier Robert Voth Track 1.2; Intramural 3. $CIP 3.4 Cro � Couniry 1-4: Wrestling 14; Track 1.3.4; Student Senate 1.3.4. Steve Stack NHS 4; Big Brothers 4; SCIP 2-4; Tu- Football 1.2; Wrestling I. Intramurals l0fjng 34. Rcligious Act. Comm 34 2-4; Student Senate 1. Dan Raynor Cross Country I; Intramurals 2-4; SCIP 3.4; Student Senate 4; Wilderness Club 24; Tutoring 3. Rich Reodinger Tutoring 3.4; INS 4. Charlie Rego Ski Club 1-3; SCIP 3.4. NHS 3.4; JCWA 24; Student Senate 1.3,4; Religious Act. Comm. 3; Lacrosse 3.4; Football 1: Koop Klub 4. Big Brothers 4 (President); Yearbook 4; Intramurals 4. Marty Remle Football 14. Lacrosse 3.4. John Riley Computer Club 14 (President); JCWA 3.4; Yearbook 3; Intramurals 14; Tutoring 4; Ski Club 3.4 Kevin Robison Football 14; Wrestling I; Intramurals 24; SCIP 2; Tutoring 3; Koop Klub 4 Drew Roggenburk Intramurals 14; Ski Club 1.3; Lacrosse 3.4 (Co-Captain); SCIP 3.4; Cross Country I; Student Senate 4. John Roggenburk Basketball 14; Computer Club 14; Big Brother 4 Matt Rossman Wrestling 1.2; Tutoring 2; Religious Act. Comm 3.4; Cross Country 3.4; Newspaper 3.4; NHS 3.4; Intramurals 4. Vince Ruffa Intramurals 24; Yearbook 1-3; JCWA 3.4; SCIP 3.4; Big Brothers 4; Right to Life 4; Religious Act. Comm 4. Amnesty International 4; Koop Klub 4. Ken Rupp Basketball I. Cary Rybka Wrestling 1-3; Poster Club I Rob Sabetto Peer Counselor 4; Koop Klub 4 John Samenuk Cross Country I; Basketball 1.2; Student Senate 1,2.4 (President); Intramurals 3.4; SCIP 4. Mike Sassano Newspaper 1-4; Yearbook 1-4; Lacrosse 3.4; Soccer 14; Ski Club 14; Speech and Debate 3.4; JCWA 4; SCIP 3; Tutoring 2.3; Intramurals 14 Ed Saunders Cross Country 1.2; Wrestling 1; Ski Club 24; Intramurals 3.4. Ed Saxon Basketball 14 (Co-Captain): Track 1.2; Football 1; Delta Omega 14; SCIP 1; Student Senate 3.4; Tutoring 1,2; Computer Club 2; Circus Club 1. Ed Scordon Track 1; Student Senate 2; Speech and Debotc 3: JCWA 3.4; Lit. Magazine 3.4; Computer Club 1-3; Intramurals 3.4 Steve Schlageter Lacrosse 3.4; Student Senate 4 (Senior President); Big Brothers 4; NHS 3.4; Intramurals 4. John Scotton Football 1-3; NHS 3.4; SCIP 3.4; Off-Center Troupe 3.4; Intramurals 3.4. Kevin Sexton Band 14: Harlequins 14; Tutoring 24; NHS 3.4; Religious Act. Comm. 14; Big Brothers 4; Intramurals 4; Chorus 14; Yearbook 3: Student Senate 3.4; SCIP 3.4. Math Club 14. Mike Sheehan Football 1,2; Wrestling 1.2; Youth in Government 24; Student Council 1-3. Bob Shemo Band 14; Religious Act. Comm 4 Stephen Shimko JCWA 4; Bowling 3.4. Walden Slew Soccer 14; Tennis 3.4; JCWA 3.4. NHS 3.4. George Smirnoff Speech and Debate 14; Baseball 24; Newspaper 14; Big Brothers 3.4; SCIP 14; SADD 3.4; Computer Club 14; Math Club 3.4; JCWA 4; Student Senate 1-3; Ski Club 14; Poster Club 3; NHS 3.4. Brian Smith Cross Country 1.2; Intramurals 3.4 Chris Smyczek Lit Magazine 3.4; SCIP 4 Bruce Southern Ski Club 1-3; Intramurals 4. Religious Act. Comm 3: SCIP 3.4. Bill Spellacy Cross Country 14; Tutoring 24; Track 14; Religious Act. Comm. 3.4; Newspaper 24; NHS 3.4: Yearbook 24; SCIP 24. Leo M. Spellacy Football 1: Basketball 14 Matt Spillman Band 1.4; Ski Club 2.3; Drama Club 4 Dan Stecklow Intramurals 24; Student Senate 4; JCWA 4 Tom Stewart Band 14; Tutoring 3.4; Ski Club 14; SCIP 4. Joe Stottner Track 24; Science Club 3.4. John Sweeney Football 14: Lacrosse 3.4; Big Brothers 4; SCIP 4; Student Senate 1; Intramurals 3. Julius Szahlender Poster Club 3.4. Mike Syrvalin Ski Club 1; Science Club 2.3. Joe Szegedy Wrestling I; Intermurals 14; Amnesty International 4. Dave Them Computer Club 1.2; Chess Club 1. Intramurals 14. Bill Thornton Soccer 1-3; Football 24; Religious Act. Comm. 24; SADD 1-3: Math Club 24. Right to Life 3.4; Intramurals 14. Scott TUI Track 1.2: Band 1; JCWA 3.4; Lacrosse 4 Pete Traska Bike Club 14; Newspaper 1.2.4; Math Club 3.4; Intramurals 3.4: Right to Life 3.4. Peter Tsantes Basketball 1; Amnesty International 4; Track 2; Hockey 2; Lacrosse 3.4; SCIP 14; Koop Klub 4. Mark H. Vacha NHS 3.4 (President); Speech and Debate 2-4; Newspaper 3.4; Cross Country 3.4; Religious Act. Comm. 3.4 Joseph G. Vavpetic Speech and Debate 14 (CoCaptain); Student Senate 4 (Vice-President); Newspaper 24 (Copy Editor); Track 1.2; Peer Counselor 3.4; Harlequins 4; NHS 3.4, Jim Vtvolo Football 24; Basketball 1; Baseball 2; Intramurals 14; Big Brothers 4. Mike Wagner Football 14; Baseball 3.4; Intramurals 24; SCIP 4 Robert Wen Ski Club 24; Tutoring 2,3; Newspaper 3,4; Martial Arts Club 4. Computer Club 1-3; NHS 3.4; JCWA 24 Howie Williams Swimming 14; Newspaper 2.3; Tutoring 2: Bike Club 3. Matt Winchester Soccer 1.3; NHS 3.4; Intramurals 24; SCIP 2; Ski Club 24; Student Senate 1. Duane Wolff Yearbook 14; Newspaper 24 (Photography Editor): SCIP 24; Big Bothers 4; Computer Club I; Tutoring 4; Circus Club 2; JCWA 3; INS 2-4; Wilderness Club 3.4; Koop Klub 4. Basketball Statistician 24. David Zalar Football 1-3; Wrestling 14; Student Senate 4: SCIP 4 Peter Zeller Student Senate 1; Intramurals 2. Todd Zgodsinski Football Statistician 3.4; Intramurals 4. Todd Ziedonis Basketball 1.2.4 Ron Zucca Baseball 14; NHS 3.4; SCIP 24 Activities 63 Christopher Adler Thomas Allen Barry Alvis Justin Andrews Derek Austin Timothy Austin David Azusenis Brian Baddour James Barnhouse David Baugh Mark Becker Paul Beegan Dryck Bennett Eric Bergen Bill Bertsch John Bilardo Shawn Blankenship James Bond Adam Bonsky Christopher Braig Thaddeus Brej Brian Bringman Scott Brousek Brian Brown David Brown Above: Kris Stccbcr painstakingly puts together a 2000-piece puzzle. Juniors are often caught amusing themselves with such abnormal activities as jigsaws. 64 The Heart of It All UlAiOllS Above Alfonso Nazario trie to prove that it was he. not Tom Cruise, who starred in Risky Business. •'Honestly now. how could you mistake this face for anybody else? Alfonso futilely pleads. Juniors 65 I WANT IT ALL We re living in a material world —Madonna Ingredients: female (preferably blonde), car (preferably fast), music (preferably hard), and beverages (preferably cold). Directions: Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Set beautiful blonde in car. Tenderize meat. Add a half-cup water. Add a pinch of lipstick. Spray with Obsession by Calvin Klein. Mix in blender. Roll into two patties. Add pepper. Maybe a little salt. But no garlic, for heaven's sake. Bake for 45 minutes or until cheese is thoroughly melted. Set to cool. Top with toasted buns. With favorite trimmings, dress scantily to your liking. Garnish with a hard-driving Led Zeppelin. Serve with nice cold beverages. Serves 300. Your feast of feasts is here, oh juniors. Your secret recipe has been revealed. Someone let the cat out of the bag. You've been caught red-handed. We know what you want, your every desire and de- mand. And we know what you don't want. The odor of your coat and the gum in your mouth gave you away. Hey. but it's OK. We understand. No year is filled with more emotion and hormones than that third year of high school. No longer in the frightful world of freshmen or the silly state of sophomores, the juniors have attained social status. They have become humans. Well, almost. Now accepted into the wild life of upperclassmen, the juniors want to show to the seniors that they too have a right to party. And the apathetic seniors just don't care. I want it all, demanded one overzeal-ous junior. They have entered into their own material world, where juniors are men and women are women. The day begins when the sun sets. Home is no longer the hotbed of activities for Friday nights. Well, maybe someone else's home. Wherever and whenever they can get what they want, they get it. And that goes without saying. Above: Wanna ride, little boy? asks this seductive young lady while twirling the keys to her Jag. This beautiful Fraulein and her feline have enticed many a mouth watering junior. 66 Juniors Gerard Bruno Kenneth Buceier John Bucknell Michael Buddie Jeffrey Burgess Sean Burke James Cahill Philip Calabrese Christopher Campbell Edward Campbell Brendan Carr Thomas Carrabine John Carter Daniel Casserly Sean Caughey James Cavanaugh Brian Celerio Brendan Chambers Owen Cleary Anthony Colan James Conway Thomas Corcoran Colin Coyne John Creagan David Czerniawski Christopher Dacek Bryan De Boer Michael De Franco Kenneth De Michael Christopher De Vine John Dekowski John Delaney Matthew Deliberato Christopher Denny Richard Deogracias Scott Di Loreto Jason Ditzel Robert Doebele John Domo Sean Donnelly Hughbert Dunn Timothy Earl Scott Eckstein Edwin Edejer John Ehrley Joseph Emerson Ted Engelke Peter Eppele Kenneth Evans Michael Evans Travis Everett David Fleisig Brendan Foley Robert Forsythe Marc Frey Joseph Frolio James Frye Stephen Gabor Matthew Galvin Michael Gaul Gregg Geldart Gabe Gerard Steven Gerba David Gibel Goals 67 Sammy Davis. William F. Buckley. Martin Luther King, and Cal Ripken, what do they all have in common? What's that you say? Speak up. Ah ... yes! They all are juniors. And in the eleventh grade of their high school careers, they were juniors who were juniors. That's junior raised to the second power, or junior squared. The equation for all you math nuts is: Junior X junior ■ junior No other class can claim that distinction. (Maybe, some over-zealous senior.) Like the mystical forces of J. R. Dobbs, the aura of being a junior who is a junior brings forth the power of the pyramid and the force of Floyd. It is a time when the sun's revolutions and the name begotten by that procreative act come crashing together in one memorable moment of ecstasy. This year's junior class is stocked with a fine solution of boys bearing the same name as their fathers. Where should we start? How bout Barnhouse. Beegan. Campbell. Cahill. Caughey, Conway. Dekowski. Ehrley. Evans. Frollo, to name a few. The beat goes on. And so does the list. Not even the Muse could sing a sweeter song of names. Well, maybe the Candy Man can. You're not going to sing for us. are you. Sammy? What's so special about being a junior who is a junior? Well, let's ask a couple of them. You can call for all juniors who are juniors over the announcements to come down to the A.P. office. responded one junior squared. I like being squared instead of square for a while. remarked another. The reasons are limitless: the benefits are unbounded. The third year of high school has just been transformed into a cultic group whose initiation is based on a mathematical equation. Juniors who are juniors have just been unchained. Below: Junior Paul Beegan. Jr. bangs a way Cherub by the Buttholc Surfers as his father Paul Beegan. Sr. strums away Under the Blue Moon by Englcbert Humpcrdink. The Beegans someday hope to become as rich and famous as the John and Julian Lennon father-son music team. Junior2 68 Juniors Bill Gill Bill Gilroy Dennis Ginley Patrick Goetz Daniel Gordon Ross Gosky Gregory Gotsky Bernard Griesmer Frank Gruntkowski Julius Gyorfi Mark Haas Matthew Haas George Hahn Jamie Hanna Patrick Hearn Sean Heffernan Robert Heintel Brian Hewko David Hickey John Hildebrand Kevin Hitch Andrew Hlabse James Hlavaty Christopher Hoffman Andrew Holowczak Raymond Ingal Keith Johnson Michael Kaletta Brian Karaba Kevin Keating Kenneth Kecevar Christopher Keener Thomas Kelley Timothy Kelley Sean Kelly Fitz Keo Edward Kilbane Thomas Kilbane Patrick Killik Thomas Klemens Kevin Koberna Alex Konya Ron Kothera James Kozak Christopher Kreiser Christopher Krese Krishna Kumar Matthew Kurman Matthew Lashutka Barry Lenahan Stephen Leneghan Matthew Lenhart Rick Leonard John Lewis William Lewis Richard Liller Eric Lim Christopher Lobas John Lotenero Scott Lucas Keith Lusnia Peter Lutjen Brett Mancino Jonathan Mannion Junior Juniors 69 Joseph Mantey Raymond Marciano Michael Marrapese Antonio Mata Timothy McBride Colin McCafferty Martin McGreal Shawn McGuire Terence McHugh Mark McKane Michael McNamara Patrick McNamara Christopher Melena Timothy Mieyal Jeffrey Miller Brian Mimken Timothy Mislansky Philip Mohr John Molina George Moy Dave Mrachko Joseph Musca Michael Nagorka Kevin Norman Timothy O’Brien Timothy O'Donnell Daniel O'Malia Michael O’Meara Kevin O’Toole Bill Parravano John Pavlovich John Pellecchia John Petrik John Pieschalski Robert Plumley Clayton Plummer Rudy Polz Anthony Popow David Portorreal Michael Presti Robert Pudlock Patrick Quallich Michael Rabkewych Bill Ray John Redmon Raymond Reyes Keith Riggs Kenneth Rohr Marc Rosete Matthew Ross John Rozic John Rudolph Daniel Ryan Marlon Santos Robert Schaefer Timothy Schaeffer David Schlageter Edward Schoun Andrew Schroer Michael Schum Jeffrey Scullin Colin Scully Matthew Seeley Timothy Shearer 70 Juniors The time is ripe Despite the rumors, despite the myths, the retreat known as Kairos is a normal one. An air of mystery surrounds the retreat because the members individually swear secrecy, but that is for no other purpose than to keep the intrigue alive. Part of the effect of the retreat lies in the mystique, and by exposing it. the retreat would be ruined, and would soon fade from the retreat program. One thing, however, that can be said for Kairos Is that it is a personal, meaningful experience. Because of the silence, people expect there to be something else to it. but in actuality, nothing else needs to be added. Just as all retreats have their own uniqueness, there is more to it, but there is nothing that would normally be considered extraordinary or bizarre. One aspect that attracts many students to the Kairos Program and makes the retreat more rewarding in the end is that It is led by students. Certain retreatants from the previous year are picked to arrange the retreat for next year. Of course, there is a general outline of the retreat, restricted by time, which the coordinators must follow, but outside of that, all the activities are regulated by students. For many students who are uncomfortable talking with teachers, this method improves the effectiveness of the retreat. Basically, the mystery is just that everyone gets something different from the retreat, so a relation of the experience may differ from retreatant to retreatant. The feelings and realizations that people receive from Kairos are subjective, and although there may be roughly similar feelings. the thoughts are rarely alike. Kairos makes one come to terms with his feelings. Even the most introverted person comes away more open and honest about himself and others. Kairos is what one makes it. A person receives from it what he puts into it. Above: Jim Cahill watches Mr. Dan Rourke sink the 8-ball to defeat a dumbfounded Brian Hcwko for the fifth time. Students enjoyed everything from Pictionary to pool during freetime on the Kairos retreat. Kair ■ 71 Patrick Sheehan Kevin Sherman Ben Siew Danius Silgalis Christopher Simon Richard Simon Kevin Sloan Paul Smith Schawn Smith William Smith Michael Sonby Matthew Sonnhalter Edward Sotelo Michael Sowa Christopher Spear Richard Squire Jason Stahl Jason Stalla Steven Stanaszek Kris Steeber Nick Stipanovich Kyle Stouges Ramon Suarez Robert Svets David Swartz Steven Szalay Joseph Szijarto Joe Taddeo Robert Tainer Michael Takac Clark Taylor Toussaint Teamor Bill Till Sean Toomey Augusto Torres Christian Trejbal Matthew Turek Terrell Turk Steven Turoczi Jay Valerian Steven Varhola David Vernon Edward Vinarcik William Vuk Richard Wagner Marty Walsh David Walters Bill Wen Bradley White Dale Williams Brian Winchester Miguel Witt Michael Yap Eric Yu Adrian Zachary Shane Zatezalo Eric Zelis Daniel Zeller Brian Zellmer Ryan Zenkewicz Christopher Zona Andrew Zucca 72 Juniors •Vtulr no) 4i J«su y. NK-l Chtbo 0 4 1 MiOiral MUiry Miywn Matthra N4w.1l Alton40 Nxk Soj U Below “I hope you never see this picture, Mr. Davignon, muses future Picasso. Dan Cajdos. Mr. Pierre Davignon. who has seen more than enough of Dan’s paintings, doesn't even bother to look. Too cubist. I'm sure. he snips. A CUBIST GOD Art. I took it in gradeschool. We drew things, or something. I was always good at it. This class oughta be cool. says the unknowing junior as he enters the Fine Arts Room in the basement of Loyola Hall, expecting the easy A, or if he works. A+. Mr. Davignon. a.k.a. the Arts Department. sits at his desk making final additions to the semester calendar. He has a wearied but somewhat optimistic look in his eye as he motions incoming students to take a set of sheets from trays on his desk. The walls are covered with posters of B-movies and foreign films. Two semicircles of tables are set up. and Mr. Davignon walks centerstage. introducing himself. the room, and the course. Did he say ... reports? Whoa—What is this theatre stuff? The alleged promise of doodling and pasting has been broken, and textbooks are handed out. Shock permeates each student's soul when he hears of a homework assignment to be completed by tomorrow. Moreover, he realizes that, in the near future, he may have to go to the Cleveland Museum of Art or actually pay to see a play. But it is all true. Beyond the reports, a trichotomy of the fine arts is studied— drawings and paintings, music, and drama. When the course is over. Jerry Junior should be able to categorize all art forms to find an inner meaning with such terms as Cubism. Surrealism. Impressionism. Realism, and a lot of other -isms. Mr. Davignon does not think he expects too much from the students, but he would like them to live up to the capacity that the right hemisphere of their brain holds. He doesn't expect them to be the artiste extraordinaire he is. nor does he expect them to devote their lives to art after his course, but he would like a graduate of this school to be able to carry on a half way intelligent conversation. In the end. Mr. Davignon usually accomplishes his goal. Students have a higher appreciation for aesthetic beauty, and some may even be heard saying, Pablo Picasso was not a man! He was a God? A Cubist God. Andrew Wyeth was his high priest! Eugene O'Neill was his secretary! His theme song was written by George Gershwin, the lyrics by Stephen Sondheim, his best friend was ... Juniors Cubed Patrick Aerni Steven Ahn Thomas Allen Andrew Ament Patrick Anderson Jerry Andrasi Todd Averyhart Charles Baker John Baker Rogelio Banaga Joseph Barni Patrick Baron Bill Barrett George Basel Albert Bauhof Brian Baumann Jan Bautista Norman Baxter Michael Bellflower Steven Bernardic Edward Bielecki Kenneth Blaze John Blocksidge Christopher Bohan Michael Bokisa Richard Boley Gregory Bonkowski Andrew Bonsky Mark Bouffard Christopher Braat John Bradford Michael Brainard Kevin Bresnahan Scott Broski Eric Bryant Robert Bucha Jeffrey Bunsey Matthew Burke Daniel Byrne Matthew Carey Michael Carlin 74 The Heart of It All opSv.owiolv.eS Alter studying his Latin vocabulary for more than an hour. Brian Putka begins to fall into a trance. Unfortunately for Brian. however, the scheduled 100-point vocabulary exam was cancelled until the following week. Sophomores 75 Racking up points I was not bowling, but I was racking up the points. I already had two strikes, and I only had my license for a week. Dad said one more and I'm out. I tried to appeal to my mom. but she gave me the pointed thumb sign. I wanted to give her the pointed finger sign, but prudence stopped me. I stood at the plate, ready to swing away. I had a new weapon on my side: an Escort. No, not the kind that you pay for an evening on the town. This Escort is a small black box that detects police radar. It provided me with a new sense of security. No cop was going to catch me. I shifted to new gears during that week of uncontrol. I broke the sound barrier, driving in fifth down Lorain at 11:30 p.m. I had outwitted Smokey—for awhile. Saturday night: I was feeling all right. I drove down to a sophomore party with all my new sophomore friends. Flying down 90 in my Supra with my beautiful Escort. I went from 0-60 in seven seconds. The little green light blipped frequently on my Escort. Some mean and bad Steppenwolf hit the woofers. I cranked it up. Born to be wild. Then. Fortuna flicked her wicked tongue at me. Lights, blue and red. flashed from behind. A screaming child yelled with a monstrous wail. My Escort must have blinked. I was going over ninety. but my Escort should have picked up the frequencies with five seconds to spare. In total dismay. I pulled the car onto the berm. What's the trouble, officer? I asked. My voiced cracked two octaves too high. Your wish. the highway patrolman answered. What wish? “Your deathwish. son. You were doing 95 in a 55 mile zone. You want to die young? Well. Mr. Officer, if you give me that ticket. I will die young. My parents will kill me.” Nice try. son. Your Escort gives me no remorse in giving you a ticket. How did you do it. then? How come my detector didn't pick up your waves? See that hill. son. on the Rocky River exit? Well. I sat there waiting for you with my radar pointed toward the direction you were heading. It had no chance to pick up any of my waves.” While the officer wrote my ticket. I stared at the cars passing me by. Then I lifted the metallic contraption above my head and threw the stupid thing into the barrier. It crashed into little tiny bits of black and silver. Dumb move. The police officer came back. He was not pleased. Sorry, son. That's $500. No. I got my detector on sale for $299. No. that's $500 for littering. You lose. It's just not your day. is it? Above Another new driver bites the dust. Mark Salman is pulled over for his first ticket because he went through a stop sign, racking up two points. 76 Snphomores Michael Caronchi Michael Carr Guillermo Carreon Jason Carroll Michael Carson Dennis Casserly Michael Cheetham Mark Chernisky Brian Chylik Brian Cleary Christopher Cobb John Connell Emmett Cook Matthew Cooney Robert Corna Brendan Corrigan Joseph Costa Nick Coticchia Patrick Cowhard Travis Crane David Csank Paul Cuffari Sean Curry John David Ryan Dawson Jason De Palma Brad Demmerle Christopher Dolega Matthew Drvenkar Michael Dugan John Dunn John Dyke Matthew Esber Christopher Evans David Fago Adam Ference Michael Fitzgerald Peter Fitzpatrick Christopher Fletcher Michael Foderaro Kevin Foos Douglas Ford David Frank Patrick Fratantonio Mark Frater Patrick Friend Anthony Fulton Matthew Gardner John Gasparini Michael Gaul Michael Gettings John Giachetti Christopher Gibbons Matthew Gibel Daniel Gilbride Edward Grecol John Guscott John Guzik Geoffrey Haehn Josh Hajek Matthew Hallisy Joseph Halovanic Mark Hamilton Jeffrey Hamman Racking Up Points 77 Above Smoking his corncob pipe, Mark Ruddy relaxes in true Finn fashion to do some readin'. Nuthin but crumby Catcher In the Rye is available, however. Gettin’ sivilized cliff. I mean I was a sophomore and all. and nobody caught me. I admit I can do some awful things sometimes, but sophomores, they're a bunch of perverts. That's all. If my sister Old Phoebe ever becomes a sophomore. I don't know what I'll do. I can't remember which goddam school I was at when I was a sophomore, but I remember it was awful. I knew this one guy at some school I went to and he was a goddam typical sophomore. He thought he was so cool and that all the girls loved him and that he dressed so cool and all. but he was just a phony. A goddam phony. He didn't even inhale his cigarettes. I did a paper for him once on Huck Finn (now there was a real sorry kid) not because I liked him or anything, but because I felt so goddam sorry for him, and you know what he did? He re wrote the thing and spelled half of the words wrong so the teacher would know it was really his. What a jerk. That was a better paper than I had ever written for my crumby self and this bastard wound up getting a D on it because every other word was misspelled. What a complete jerk. If I were a sophomore again I'd just stay in my goddam room and smoke cigarettes all day. I certainly wouldn’t parade the fact in front of anybody. And if anyone ever called me a wise fool. I'd punch him or something. Anyway enough of this crazy psycho crap. If there's one thing I hate, it's talking about all this stuff. I'm just glad I'm not a lousy sophomore anymore, that nearly drove me crazy. I just thank God. I suppose there is one. that I'm a junior now. dammit. It's lovely to live on a raft, but cats be dogs if I'd ever share one with a sufmore. Them's nerves are like a fire you're trying to put out on a island when the bandits are chasing you and you can't get it out. One raft wouldn't be big enuff for one of them. Me and Jim just rest peaceful-like drifting down this big river. They'd be playing all sorts of stupid tricks: there ain't a real man in all of them. Col. Boggs says so. It's enough to make a body ashamed of the whole human race. Tom Sawyer can't wait to be a sufmore. He says sufmores is real robbers. But that's okay ’cause Tom Sawyer's always living in a fantasy land. He's gettin' sivilized. so he gotta become a sufmore because sufmores think they're sivilized but they ain't, then they learn how to be sivilized and they no longer are sufmores. Aunt Polly's trying to make me sivilized and a sufmore. I ain't been there, and I ain't going. Mark Twain (and you don't know about him if you just read the Cliff's Notes) says that any body attempting to become a sufmore should be shot. But I don't trust Mark Twain 'cause he can't make up his mind on what his name is. And so I tried thinking, but it just warn't coming. I guess I am like a sufmore. This river can't go on forever, and this duke and dolphin are getting on my nerves. I can't ride upriver. If I’m already in this growing up thing I might as well go the whole hog and be a sufmore. That's it Mr. Watson, I'll go to hell. If I ever were a goddam catcher in the rye I sure as hell wouldn't catch no sophomore. I'd just let them all fall off the 78 Sopr.omores Robert Harder David Hayden Graham Hearns John Herda John Hill George Hlavacs Orest Holubec Matthew Horwath John Hudy Stephen Huth Kareem Ingram Peter Isip John Jaeckin David Janke Andrew Jaworski Matthew Jozsa Richard Juan Paul Kangas Thomas Kanuch Daniel Katai Michael Keane Tom Kehoe Robert Kelly Timothy Kennedy Daniel Kilbane Edward Klopp David Kocab Timothy Koenig Jagnoi Kongthong Frank Koop Joseph Koran Andrew Koustis Adam Krumhansl Matthew Kuchna Jeffrey Kulka Anthony Kure Brian La Porte Harvey Leo David Lewis Kar Ming Lo Theodore Loizos Paul Lucas Daniel Ludwig Christopher Lyons Timothy Mack Michael Maher Keith Mahoney Michael Maistros Bill Malloy Bradley Maloof John Mangan Anthony Maroon Matthew Marques Patrick McCafferty Michael McChrystal Larry Me Closkey Sean Me Donnell John Me Intyre Shawn Me Intyre Christopher Me Monagle Michael Me Namee Ryan Me Nulty Michael Mendoza Christopher Merriman Finn and Caulfield 79 Jeffrey Mikula Kevin Miller David Modic James Mooney Erik Moore Timothy Morell Kevin Motsch John Murphy John Murrin Nick Muzychak Corbin Nash Kevin Neitzel Narong Nhem Paul Novak Peter Novotny Brian Nowak Bill Oberdick Kevin O'Brien Mike Ocampo Jeffrey Olle Patrick O'Rourke Paul Pace Jerry Palmisano Daniel Parnin Jason Pasciak Donald Pashayan Brian Patterson Kevin Patton James Pellegrino Christopher Petonic John Piche Sean Pick Joseph Pickens Robert Pietrick Mike Pompeani Gerald Porter Dave Ptacek Chris Putka Tim Quinn James Radigan Jeremy Radwan Noel Ramac Todd Rambasek Matthew Raynor Joel Readance Mike Reali Brian Reed Joseph Rehor Anthony Reidy George Reyes Robert Ritt Sean Roche Matthew Rodriguez Christopher Ross Michael Ruane Mark Ruddy Frank Ruffa John Ruppe Peter Russ Kevin Ryan Mark Salman Jerome Salwan Ron Sassano Michael Scheer 80 Sophomores Not only English Two years later. I returned to that school across the Mason-Dixon line. The school in which I spent hours of my Tuesday afternoons for Sophomore Service. Memories flooded my head, memories about the kids, the classes, and the school. It had not changed much. But I had. I was now a senior on my way to my Sophomore Service site. The school called Kentucky. This multi-cultural school, located within walking distance, teaches 443 students in kindergarten and grades 4-6. Not only is English taught, but Vietnamese. Kore an. Laotian. Spanish, and Chinese. In fact. English is a second language to most of the students. The principal of Kentucky School. Mrs. Anita Isler, has conducted the program in affiliation with the service program for five of the ten years in which it has been in existence at Kentucky. She has a special relationship with all of her students, whom she calls her children. She has a disarming smile and a mother's charm. In my interview with her. I had the chance to share some of her assessments of the service program. Here is what she had to say: On our students: I am very pleased with the service of your men. They are excellent role models for our children. Time and time again, they have come through with flying colors. They provided great help for the opening of school. Shoes for Kids, bake sales, and other special events. All the members on our staff have always had positive views and nothing but compliments.” On the advantages: For our children, the advantages are plenty. The students can receive help and they really like all the gentlemen from your school. Many of them really think the young men are the greatest. They can always identify them by their ties and shoes. For you students. I feel the advantages are just as many. In my experience with orientation, many times I find that the service student does not have a little brother or sister. So what they can receive from service is the little brother or sister that they never had. On the disadvantages: I wouldn't expect the young men to spend any more time than the two and a half to three hours that they spend per day. I think that is time enough to make a significant difference on our students. But I think maybe the fact that they spend only a semester and then have to break off after that. They lose the opportunity of becoming really close. On notable servicers: There was one boy. Mark Bickerstaff. who played the piano for our Christmas program. He took over for our music director, who was absent that day. The students were able to see him in a different light outside of the classroom. He gave up his free time to play for us. And we all deeply appreciated it.” On words to Mr. Ertle: Please continue your outstanding service, but send more fellas. How bout raising the number from 10 to 15? Left: This Kentucky School •tudent waits in pursuit of excellence outside the principal's office, hoping that he is not in trouble. Even the lower grades are filled with bench-sitting and visits to the principal. Return to Kentucky 81 Andrew Schoeffler Larry Schram Andrew Schreiner Darren Schroeder Derek Seidewand Matthew Sessions Jay Shalaty Patrick Shaughnessy James Shepard John Sindyla David Skrletts Bob Sliman Bob Small Martin Smith Michael Smith Edward Soltesz Matthew Son Quinton Sowell Brian Spear Ryan Spicer Edward Spirka Adam Spolarich Thomas Sponseller David Spremulli Steven Stack Matthew Stungys Christopher Stuppy Paul Sturman David Summers Russ Sysack Bernard Szalkowski Mark Taylor John Thomas August Tischer Bill Toler Philip Tomsik Michael Travis Peter Tuft Brian Turchek John Tymkewicz Frank Valencic Thomas Vavpot Neil Veloso Dale Vernick Christopher Volk John Walsh John Walter Joseph Walton Robert Wanous Daniel Weir Christopher White Jeffrey Wiedwald Jonathan Wilhelms David Winkler Michael Wolters Frank Woyma Alan Ying Paul Zachlin Robert Zembala Charles Zepp Michael Zidanic Daniel Zwilling i � i 82 Sophomores Pictures not available: Christopher Beetle Jason Dwight Denis Hyatt Garrett Me Clain Brian Putka Left: Guatemalan Sebastian Padilla enjoys the fine Cleveland weather by spending his lunch period on the mall. Sebastian, whose hero is Tom Selleck. hopes to follow In Tom's footsteps and eventually become submerged in a pool of lovely ladies everywhere he walks. THE GUATEMALAN KID He came. He saw. He left. Few of us knew him. Some of saw him in the halls. But only a handful of us (the more ignorant ones) hadn't heard of him by the time he had gone. His name: Sebastian Padila, a.k.a. the Guatemala Kid. In fluent English. Sebastian captivated us for hours with tales of his life in Guate mala and the States. Despite his worldly knowledge and diplomacy, Sebastian was content just being a denizen of this school. According to Sebastian, the adjustment was not hard to do at all, for Cleveland is much like his home town of Guatemala City. He eats at McDonald's, he listens to the same music (not via the Black Market), and most importantly, he goes to a Jesuit school. The only major difference is, as he says, that I'm acing Spanish. Through the Guatemala Connection we learned of the strife in his nation from a guy who has been there. No. he's never seen action, nor has he cut his way through a dense jungle with a machete, but he has lived through three military coups, which were no pleasure cruises. However, he adds, the news in America plays Guatemala as if it were covered by soldiers and cannons, firing every second of the day. It’s really not like that. As for the big question: yes. he does believe that what President Reagan and Ollie North did was right. What was his purpose in coming to the States? Well, just to visit some relatives. But maybe, just maybe this man from another country has actually taught us something. What? I don't know, but maybe ... Sebastian Pad:i 83 Matthew Adamik Ethan Adams Mike Akiya Scott Allen Gary Amberik Reuben Anderson Robert Anthony John Arakaki Jacob Aust Michael Baker Sean Barnes Shawn Barnes Ryan Barton Vidas Barzdukas Philip Bautista Noel Becker Robert Best Adam Biehl Terence Bizga Bill Bodnar Brian Bolan Ryan Bolster Justin Bondi Bradley Borke David Borosh Arthur Borowski David Bouman Brian Bradesca Ben Breiner Jason Brennan Jeffrey Brenner George Brunecz Michael Buccier Joseph Buettner Brian Burke Christopher Cahill Thad Calabrese James Campanella Jason Campbell Bruce Cancasci Albino Cantu Robert Capri Sean Carlin Anthony Caronchi Michael Catanzaro Charles Celebrezze Eric Chebo Aaron Chen 84 The Heart of It All Left: Matt Rice makes the weekly trot toward the football bus and another activity. Matt, along with the other players, helped post the second consecutive undefeated season for the football team. Christopher Chinnock Anthony Ciresi Christopher Clark Daniel Cleary Peter Cleary Kevin Clifford Jason Clower Erick Co Jacob Coakley Matthew Cole Leo Congeni Christopher Connell Brian Corrigan Christopher Corrigan Sean Corrigan Scott Corwon Brian Cunningham Henry Curtis Parry Daiuto Lani Daniels Freshmen 85 Mark De Franco Bradley De Grandis Eric Deszo Brett Donelan Ryan Dorsey Aaron Douglass Roman Dowhaniuk Jeffrey Drabik Oliver Dunford David Dunn Steven Ehretsman Matthew Engle Matthew Eppich Gregory Erdelyi John Farrall Rory Finnin Terrence Flynn John Forristal Ryan Forsythe Brian French Stephen French Michael Frey Dane Furio Patrick Gannon Peter Gephardt Patrick Geschke Richard Gienopie Brendan Gilbride Michael Goerz Christopher Gollinger James Goodwin Arun Gopalakrishna Geoffrey Gordon Ryan Grabow Patrick Grady Matthew Gregory Joseph Grieco Lorenzo Grooms John Guarnieri Michael Haas Bassam Hamame David Hardin Gregory Harvey Brian Hastings Jerry Havrilla Mark Havrilla Kenneth Hawkinson Andrew Heil Ernest Hendershot Alan Hertel Brian Hill Brian Hippley Anthony Hlavaty Derek Hobe Alex Holian Robert Hoy Gregory Hruska Bill Hubish Jeremy Hughes Hugh Hunt Ben Jackson Tamas Jakab David Jakubs Mark Jarrett 5 Freshmen Right: Oh no, I think I forgot my jockstrap for Mr. Michals' phys. e J. clast! , remembers a terrified Joseph Gricco. Joseph, although destined to be humiliated for forgetting a crucial part of his gym clothing, nevertheless can be proud of the fact that he is otherwise very neatly attired. Stripes with solids Mothers of the world unite! Help us! They are here. Someone put them out of their misery. Someone put us out of our misery. They walk the halls with their own distinctive style, that style called “out of.” In their audacity, they dare to wear those forsaken beasts of apparel: clip-ons, high waters, polyester shirts, satin jackets, and Cnderoos. They dress themselves only with the approval of their mothers. They even put the mixed-up East Siders to shame. They have set the standard for what we know and love as Frosh Fashion. The day in August began. Students flocked out of their mobiles to the center of the mall. Then, they came. They came in bunches. They came with bagged lunches. The rest of the school laughed because the freshmen had arrived. On that first day of school, you always can pick out the freshmen. They are the ones with their collars buttoned all the way to the top notch and their ties hanging all the way to the bottom of their crotch. Those fun-filled years of high school produce many designer lines in Frosh Fashion. The fall line boasts an ensemble of Wildcat bookbags. polyester ties and shirts, pocket protectors, blue dress socks, and blue satin jackets with the appropriate designation of 91. For the winter line, just add a cardigan sweater and cap. For the spring line, subtract the cap. For the summer line, subtract the sweater and satin jacket. Then you have the four lines to the Frosh Fashion. Madewell, Levi, and Klein make the labels of the upperclassmen; the freshmen have Madegood, Leviticus, and Kleinsky labels. But who can tell the difference? I just don't know what to wear. I mean, can you wear stripes with solids? commented one bewildered freshman. When they come to school they are as uncoordinated as blind, drunken giraffes. And when they leave, they are even more uncoordinated. Polyester and plaid, polyester and flannel, polyester and polyester—the freshmen try to mix the darndest fabrics and colors. Just don't let them develop any film. Fashion 87 r E s. I f y _____— Below: Paul O'Connor de� perately attempt to cha� e what seem to be an unreachable ball. Soccer is one of many sport in which students who were stars in grade school find the harsh reality of having to struggle for every break. Only a “b It's a jungle out there. And Jane is nowhere to be found. Thrown into an environment that breeds competition, freshmen have to fight and scratch to survive. It's survival of the fittest at its worst: man v. nature, man v. man. and man v. self, all wrapped up in one. It's sort of like Aim toothpaste, the kind with the red. white, and blue flavors. What you are about to read is not a dramatization. The characters are not actors: they are real. They have agreed to settle their grievances in our forum, the People's Court. Case I: I am a freshman. Before I came to high school. I was the star athlete of my school. I guess you can say I was a jock. I was the starting quarterback for our football team. I was starting guard for our basketball team. I was starting halfback for our soccer team. Two years we won our basketball championships. In the other two sports we were really good. In those years. I dreamed of bigger and better things in high school and thereafter. I knew that I might not be the prototypical size for quarterback, but I was counting on my strong arm. Things change. When I entered high school. I struggled just for a spot on the football team. And when I found it. I had to live with becoming third-string running back. I did not have a great season. Most of it was on the bench. I did not try out for soccer because it is a fall sport like football. I did not try out for basketball because I did not think I could make it and my grades were slipping severely. Case II: I am a freshman. I am having trouble with my grades. I was the top of my class in grade school, so I thought I was going to have no problem in high school—or maybe just a little. I did not forsee flunking Latin or getting a C- in Algebra. I believed that there was no way in the world that I could possibly get anything lower than a B+. Boy. was I wrong. That first week of school was a killer. I actually got more than an hour of homework. I was willing to do it. but I didn't know how. I had so much trouble with Latin. I immediately thought of dropping it. but I couldn't accept being a quitter. I never quit anything in my life (except for the Rubik's Cube, but that doesn't count). So then I blamed it on my teachers. I made fun of their balding heads and foureyed faces. I tried to make them out as the bad guys. I explained to my parents that my teachers were out to get me. But now I know it's just me. I have to buckle down and do work. I have to accept that there will be subjects that I take where my best might only be a B. 88 f reshmen David Jersan Jonathan Jones Jamie Joyner Noel Juguilon Craig Kandiko Philip Kangas Brian Kantz Thomas Kaspar Adam Kastelic Martin Keane Terry Kelley Christopher Kelly Ryan Kenealy Bradley Kenney John Kenny Azam Khan Matthew Killian Joseph Kilroy Ian Kimbrell Robert King Paul Kirner Karl Kleinert Charles Knittel Michael Knopf Thomas Kohut Jonathan Konanahalli Andrew Koonce Michael Kren Allen Krupar John Kushman Eric Kysela Joseph La Perna Patrick Lang Audrius Lazdinis Michael Lee John Leigh Jayson Lekan Michael Lich Michael Liderbach Timothy Lieb Jason Limoco Brian Lipcsey David List Matthew Lo Paro Larry Lo Presti Jeffrey Lossman Jason Luboski Neil Ludwig John Lyon Nick Macron Kevin Mahoney Leo Mahoney John Malloy John Manis Justin Mansell Robert Marcis Joshua Marinelli Robert Marron Mark Mathews George Me Bride John Me Cormac Kevin Me Donough John Me Gann Michael Me Gee Com pet ion 89 I Throng of dancers I sought and was sought: a tiger drooling on the scented stalk, a mouse shuddering behind a baseboard. Jim—be careful. Lisa's standing by the stage. Zigzagging through a sweaty throng of dancers. I rushed to the rear of the Student Center, gasping in a chair and plotting escape. Nice guys like myself often get suckered into nice deeds, thereby tarnishing our reputations. Lisa Grink. a girl in eighth grade we tried heckling into submission, apparently still liked me. but don't blame me for her lack of judgment. I had no intention of dancing with her pipe cleaner arms and chipmunk teeth, not with my new friends watching. Jim—hurry. Michelle's standing by the senior lounge. Alone! Her suitors in the soda room! Michelle Summers, the hormonal tormentress of our eighth grade, moved boys the way hurricanes moved bicycles. Towards her blonde hair, feline cheeks, and black dress I lurched, my new manhood a guarantor of success. Hey. Michelle. Want to dance? Her gorgeous blue-green eyes squinted at me. with detached disgust, as though examining flakes of athlete s foot. Bug off. bracie. Away from her stiff blond hair, synthetically hued and arranged, and cold hurricane face. I tumbled to the bathroom. In the mirror I bemoaned skin splotches and blinding braces and a nose slightly leaning to the left. I shouldn't have shaved. Perhaps if I parted my hair on the opposite side. Two options occurred to me: call my parents, or draw a stall curtain and sit quietly in my humiliation. Jim—get outa here, you nomo, ana get on the dance floor. Sluggishly following Greg down the stairs and around the corner. I looked up to deftly avoid collision with Lisa Grink. Her smiling. Pogo Stick body made me yearn for happier, private moments in the bathroom. Jimmy! Hi. Jimmy! I've been looking for you. Come on. let's dance like we did once last year. I resolved to call my parents after this two minute obligation. Thank goodness the deejays played Johny B. Goode. a song prompting spasmodic dancing and no meaningful contact. Berry's riffs, however, segued into a slower song. Lisa looked at me with those brown, stray dog eyes, and instead of running to the phone I held out my hands. We danced slowly, her body collapsing against mine like a vacuum cleaner bag. Ignominy and shame and reputation screamed at me. but it felt nice to hold her. nice to touch her hand and waist and feel her brown hair against my face, nicer to see Michelle Summers still leaning alone against the wall. Left David Bouman calls his mom for a ride home after his newfound girlfriend leaves without him. Really mom. I was polite. She just left without me. David explains. 90 f rshmen Brian Me Ginty David Me Graw John Me Guire Thomas Me Intyre John Me Laughlin David Me Nally Brian Me Namee Michael Mertus Joshua Miklowski Zachariah Miklowski Nick Milanich Jay Miller Matthew Milligan Brian Minerd Thomas Modic Mark Mooney James Motylinski Brian Murray Marcel Mylen Taras Napora Gregg Nardone Gregory Noble Richard Novak Paul O’Connor Matthew O'Donnell John Oleksik Michael Olszewski Bill O'Malley John O'Neill Ron Oswick Peter Owendoff Channing Paluck Ryan Parks Daniel Patacca Mark Pavlus Robert Payne Anthony Peehota Mark Pecot Philip Petkoff Scott Petrak Michael Petrik Craig Petrus Scott Pick Jack Piech Richard Price Michael Quallich Joseph Radigan Steven Rajavich Dion Reilly Matthew Rice Michael Rieke Kurt Ringenbach Charles Rini Michael Ritt Thomas Roche Michael Rochford Albert Rogers James Rogers Robert Rogers Michael Russell Angelo Russo Patrick Ryan Matthew Rybicki Jason Salupo Mixer 91 Below Me Donald's caters and satisfies the cultural desire of West Siders. East Siders prefer to experience the subtlety of true art. not fast-paced artificialities. THE FEUD GOES ON On a misty Monday morning in 1987 at a small school in Cleveland, two peoples met for the first time. It was a purely experimental exchange in culture between West and East. Before getting down to business, they talked of life and what not. Soon, they found that they really were no different from each other. They actually liked and trusted one another. Why was there so much talk of enmity and difference between the two? No one knew that, but they did know that there had been a rift that separated them from the days of their forefathers. They would not. could not carry the lifelong shame of giving in and actually treating the other side like humans. Pride puffed out their chests, silenced their mouths, and moved their legs away from each other. And so the feud went on. The eastsiders held an intense dislike for anything West and the westsiders would not go near anything East. What was it about? Big business and city life versus community and suburbia are most likely the roots of the squabble. But then again, people exist who like both equally. They could get along easily. Then, of course, there are people who have never been to the other side, and really aren't qualified to express any opinions. What is it. then? It's the big one. the original sin. the gargantuan indictment of evil. __________goeth before the fall”. the passkey into the gates of Hell! Simply. pride. Calm down, it's not that bad. Everybody's proud of something. Why not be proud of your neighborhood? It's actually kind of fun. Be warned, though, because like all things, there is a limit. Too much can hurt you. Can it be stopped? No. At least, not in the near future. The jokes will live on. the separation will continue, and the deep-seated hatred will exist. Then again, it doesn't really matter, because everyone knows the West side is the best side ... 92 f rshmen Peter Samijlenko Jason Scalmato David Schaefer Anthony Schroer Brian Sekerak Michael Sekerak Jason Sell Sean Seyler Nirav Shah Samir Shaia Daniel Shepherd Mark Shimko Darrick Siew Russell Simeone Brian Simko Jon Simon Brian Smith Jeffery Smith Jeffery Sokolowski Michael Solecki Adam Sonnhalter John Southworth Scott Spinner Arnold Stankus Daniel Stanton Gregory Stefko Bryan Stetz Joseph Stevens Anthony Stringer Thomas Stringer Daniel Stybel Philip Suchma Steven Szijarto Daniel Szuch Scott Szweda Eric Tabora Ryan Tate Alex Tetlak Gerald Thomas Vincent Tolentino Epifanio Torres Scott Tucker Edward Gtrata Daniel (Jzl Gregory Vacha Jonathan Veliora Christopher Victory James Votypka Amit Waghray John Wagner Anthony Warmuth Gregory Wereb Brian White Craig Wroblesky Mason Wynocker Michael Yanak Robert Yap Steven Zalar Trent Zenkewicz Daniel Ziemann Matthew Zucca East Meets West 93 An enigmatic power ' Hello, fine fellows!” Good diction! Take five, write ten. These are the calling cards of three notorious men of the English Department. To some, they may be known as eccentric English teachers. But to their students, they are known as none other than James J.T. Toman. Art Biff” Thomas, and Joe Toner. These men have left their marks on their students. Imitations and impersonations abound when the teacher is not around. Their students just can t get enough of them. What enigmatic power do these teachers possess that would make their students worship them in emulation? The answer: charisma. James A. Toman is a name well-known throughout the Cleveland area, but his popularity is especially recognized here. Why is this ordinary, young chap so well-liked by his students? Is the reason because he gives fireballs to his students on holidays, religious occasions, and every other day beginning with the letters M. T. W. or F? Perhaps it is his charming personality? Better yet. maybe because he's so easy to sidetrack in class? For instance. ask anyone of J.T.'s past students what they learned from his class. Most answer that they learned more about life than English. They discussed everything form the royal family to trolleys. And then some poetry in between. Is this fact a vile transgression against education and the Jesuit philosophy of teaching? Of course not. for digression is a virtue which few people have mastered quite like J.T. The answer to his rise to fame is his style of teaching. The Tomanian view of education has as its foundation a sense of care—care for the student as a person, a human being. This unique belief has enabled teacher and student to develop a special relationship of friendship and to create a distinct chemistry within English class. Because of his unprecedented contribution to education. Mr. Toman will always be remembered as a chum by his students. Once a Biff, always a Biff. Mr. Art Thomas, alias Biff, is always on the move. One word which seems synonymous with Mr. Thomas is vigor—both physical and emotional. Just looking at the man dodge students in the stairwell, practically run through the halls, and dart from place to place in the classroom gives the viewer the impression that Biff is a person suffering from hypertension. Is this diagnosis true? Is Mr. Thomas a madman? Some would say yes. but others would disagree. Although he is a fast-paced person. Biff always has time for a smile and a How are you doing? Along with his hectic lifestyle. Biff is also remembered for his sense of humor. His lectures have been transformed to a monologue. like Johnny's or Jay's. For example, how many people can put others in tears with such subtle humor as Sidney Herbert Head ... Head as in nice. ? Mr. Thomas's combination of vigor and humor within the classroom allows education to take on a new meaning—a meaning which can only be associated with the vitality of Art Thomas. Joe Toner is a mystery to most students because he is the newest addition to the pack of eccentric English teachers. Mr. Toner, nonetheless, has already allowed his presence to be felt within his students. Ask one of his students to choose a word which best describes Joe's style of teaching. Most would choose bizarre. Not that he is a freak, but rather that he is truly an individual with a flair for the outrageous. For example, how many people describe themselves as feeling like a flee swimming in an ocean ? Along with such uncanny expressions. Joe also possesses creativity in the form of show-and-tell. When asked to describe Mr. Toner, a student remarked that he is his own weird self. •• Mr. Anthony Antonelli: An i,� . CefculuV Mj� N� I Mr. Larry Arthur: Mr. Mark Avcollie: pn,� i j Mr. Brian Becker: Aigem i. it Gcomr � Mr. Vincent Bcnandcr: Computn •k� . Adv Math Topic . Alg.'Tng, Cakutut Ma. Kathy Beta: Eng i. c npo «ton Fr. Carl Bonk. S.J.: Theology i Mr. Joseph Buzzelli: Speech. Pei toMKo Pr opogee-24 Mr. Qua Caliguire: wo«id Hntory. Government Mr. John Cantwell: u.s H wy Mr. John Cooney: Doton Mr. Daniel Corrigan: Theoiog n Mr. Pierre Davignon: r«w a� u. Earn Mr. Michael DeVInne: Lat� t. it. m Dr. Stephen Douglaaa: Cher--� ify 94 Faculty Left Twit. Twit. Your mother wears psychedelic knit polyester slippers. Mr. Joe Toner pontificates. Kill her! Bash her head! Devour all pygmies!” Below: Mr. Joe Toner stares down a bewildered sophomore who dared to interject his hormonally-triggered, subhuman humor into class. Most students found Mr. Toner's class effervescing with subtle, intelligent witticisms, not of their own creation. 1 Mr. Martin Dybicz: Thtoiogy Mr. Karl Ertle: Soph S� iv Mr. Patrick Ertle: Throiogy i Mr. Dale Gabor: ap. utm tv Ms. Kay Goebel: An Haiti Tcpto Aljrbra I, At} Tim Mr. Thomas Healey: Ttwkgy Mr. Raymond Heipp: i. un u :n Mr. Mark Hodermarsky: Conk � -lion. EajSjA n Mr. James Hogan: rh«to-. y Mr. Michael Howard: a.p Gyntimml, World Mit-wy Mr. Andrew Johnson: Aig ™ i o- orwuy, CpmpuWr Sci Fr. John Kleinhenz. S.J.: Ai ft« H, Arvlty W Mr. Donald Knight: av i, Alg Trig. Cakulut Mr. Gregory Knittel: uon r. m Gr«k I. II. Ill Mr. Paul Kobe: c om«iy. A r™ i. u Eccentric English Teachers 95 Far right Mr. Tom Pasko questions one of his students on why he wrote an essay on bald men. After all. states Mr. Pasko. baldness has nothing to do with this English class.” Right Mr. Tony Antonelli looks around to see if anyone is selling Grecian Formula. To his great dismay, he cannot find anyone and must continue to walk around with a hat on his head wherever he goes. Below Despite his Al Capone look. Mr. Flandera is not a member of the mafia. It has been confirmed, however, that he is using special hair-growing shampoo. Mr. Joseph Kolman: � n u is Mr. Charles Kyle: t ogi .i i « Mrs. JoAnn Lane: Bos , ap 0) Mr. Thomas Lauer: Cngi.� ti m Mr. John Lewis: us Mrs. Colleen Mahon: L usi 11, ap Laton SI Mr. John Marinelli: Phv� r Mr. Joseph Martin: I. iv. A P r «Ktl IV Mr. James Michals: Phy. id Br. Michael Nusbaum. S.J.: AetdoAiKVj Ecooomxi Fr. Lawrence Ober. S.J.: A P Moi Eu . HlMory Mr. Joseph Ondus. S.J.: Co -pou t«5A- Sp«Ctl Mr. Thomas Pasko: Pr ii- i LrqfctA n in Dr. Michael Pennock: Fr. Donald Petkash, 8.J.: Fir th 8. Coovuiw Ed. 96 Faculty THERE’S NO CORE Didn't Shakespeare once say. A man beith only as strong as the amounteth of locks that rest upon his head? Or maybe that was Tony Bennett. Well, in any case it was someone of great importance. And now here, at the ranch, our faculty has been rocked with the real-life trauma of socially embarassing hair loss. You heard me. HAIR LOSS. As you walk down the hall you might notice the bevy of our fine teachers sporting the Yul Brenner look. And the numbers are steadily increasing. With every brushing and combing, our faculty is slowly being reduced to social mutants. So now. more than ever, we need real solutions for real problems. The answer is as close as the healing rays of your television set. Conversation With Fred Lewis.” regarded by very few as the greatest talk show of all time, has become a glimmering hope for balding everywhere. Featuring on every one of its shows for the past three years the same guest: Bob Murphy. All Bob does is sit and talk nonsense for a half an hour about a bogus hair regrowth product that he invented. So. all you bald people can kiss any hope of social acceptance goodbye because it doesn't work. But. friends, you may ask: To what lengths will our teachers go to conceal their shiny scalps? Of course there are the usual methods of desperation. One of these is by far the most unnerving to look at: the yinkle. The yinkle is defined in Webster's Dictionary as ... the offen- sive condition of a man's head where remnants of hair have been fruitlessly combed over a bald spot the size of the Kingdome. This is the first step in the never-ending tragedy that is malepattern baldness. And sadly there are many such steps, forming a stairway to Hellllll. Statistics have shown that 99.9354% of all Elvis impersonators do not wear hats. Coincidence? Scientists have formulated a theory, theorizing that if everyone were Elvis no hats would exist: everyone would have a perfect head of regal hair. But sadly. we live in an imperfect world where only a chosen few can be Elvis. The rest are condemned to be school teachers— BALDING school teachers. Then there is the final stage—the most desperate, the most shameful, the most— Hey. this step will incur the wrath of Rev. Mr. James Brown. It is the buying of the rug. the hair hat. the thatched roof—you know. THE TOCJPEE. Once this is done, there is no turning back. These people are resigned to life as a fugitive: running from the wind and avoiding all swimming areas. Luckily, none of our teachers sport toupees. SURE. So next time you see a balding teacher, hold in that laugh and compliment him on his—his—his—. well just don't laugh. Mr. Nick Rcstifo: Sp -� n i • Fr. Donald Serva. S.J.: Mr. James Skerl: lhrobay Mr. Herb Sprowls: i,., Onwry n Ad Hith f «. Mr. William Staudenbauer: cm •. Ht� y © © Wk y Pictures Not Available: MaryAnn Bialosky: tngi.ih 11. Cocrpovtion Mr. Murray Jones: ap Ssnumi Mrs. Eileen Kohut: engkth Ccmpovtlon Mr. Harry VandeVeldc: u.s HHMry Fr. Bernard Streicher. S.J.: i Bjh Mr. Thomas Surrarrer: non chrm IMIy Mr. Arthur Thomas: Ooktn map tngl � h IV Mr. James Toman: tn u. i. in Mr. Joseph Toner: Caavcwiwn. tng list) II Mr. Milton Turner: French i. t « Mr. Robert Ward: Phyuct iton P y w Mr. Allen Wilhelms: us Huwry Wot VS lliMoty Balding Teachers 97 Below They certainly look better than Wendy' . comments cafeteria lady Carol Coleman. Cafeteria hamburger also taste better than Wendy's and are cheaper. Right George Smirnoff hands over his last dollar to Rose Lajacha. It's worth it. though. claims George. Wouldn't want to spend money anywhere else. Far Right: Aw. dang it. I can't get my hand out of this overstuffed hamburger bag. exclaims lunch lady Emily Eckert. Emily and the others work endlessly to feed the voracious appetites of students. Mrs. Francine Andrews: Ubrwtan Rev. Mr. Jerry Bals: Cen- ,, Mm try Mrs. Michaline Benedict: Supv Adm. Computer Mr. Omar Blackman: Bend Mrs. Grace Caliguirc: Peer Countffcng Mrs. Patricia Callahan: Treomry % Mr. Joseph Campbell: c«uwt-Mrs. Jeanne DellaTorre: See to Prewdenl Mrs. Ann Doran: Mrs. Patricia Dziak: Sr to a� «x- Pnotipal Mr. Thomas Flandcra: a nor Pr,r � pel Mrs. Linda Gabor: CoutHeimg Ms. Patricia Gaski: pvirwp Fr. Denis Glasgow. S.J.: Cempo. Miootry Mrs. Marge Grguric: School Nurw Mr. Frank Jancura: Counwtor Mrs. Irene Kaczmarek: Sec to Avvx Prnc Ml Fr. Kenneth Noetzel. S.J.: Tree- ory 98 Administration Pretzels! They're lovable. They're warm. They cook and pass out food. They're lunchladies. Fries!! For a small fee. the homesick student receives any food his heart desires, handed out with a little tender loving care from these veritable angels of mercy. They may not be perfect tens, but considering that beauty is only skin deep, their inner virtues shine through, as they relentlessly slave in tropical climates, aspiring only to fill our bottomless stomachs. Buns!! Not only do these surrogate mothers provide us with nourishments containing 100% of our daily allowances, but they also distribute candies and sweets, which could possibly harm our growing bodies, solely for the gratification of our taste buds. Hambuggs!!” To insure that their children (1200 in number) who arrive early are fed tasty morsels of finely prepared dough, with a few drams of sugar added to get them ready for chemistry, they awaken in the waning moments of darkness, before the sun has even crept across the horizon, and make the trek to school. Nachos!! Receiving little, if any. recognition and thanks for their extremely warranted task, they wade through the quagmire of daily existence, doing what they know is right. Carrying the criticism of both faculty and students on their shoulders, these priestesses of Dionysius take comfort in knowing that with the meager supplies allotted them, they have done the job. Pretzels!! Though the day is over, their job is not done. They disembark, all the while reflecting on the day's work and planning tomorrow's. They go home, yet they do not leave. Mr. Donald Norman: Contrafe Fr. Jerry Odbert, S.J.: XHi% Ma. Julie Peck: Devf4of mcr.t Mr. Daniel Rourke: Cnmpu MMWy Mra. Jayne Ruddy: S-Mtctoowd Mra. Patricia 8auers: Prints Mr. Jamea Shade: Aiwnm Dukioi Fr. Timothy 8hepard, 8.J.: R«u� Fr. Kenneth Stylca, 8.J.: Principal Mra Dorothy Clraem: i «r n Mra. Janice Washington: Oovtop mmi OWiO! Mr. David Watson: Counw . £n$ bth I Pictures Not Available Mr. Rhodes! Black: Mrs. Carol Hann: Ctwai OlNCto Mra. Jane McManamon: s« . to Principal Mr. Thomas McManamon: Asm to Pmjmi Mra. 8andra Reed: Sre to P.mcipai Mr. Denis Williams: Plant Fr. Robert Welsh, 8.J.: Ptruvrn Ms. Annabelle Whalen: Coiito CosxvtHmg Fr. Glenn Williams. 8.J.: Counselor Cafeteria 99 100 °u'side It A„ Above: A wet, cold night it not enough to keep the band off the Held at halftime. Bundled in hit raincoat, Tony Fulton steadily keeps time on the drum as he marches in formation. Dedication and teamwork are basic demands of any extracurricular. UfSide, It AII Many students have come to Father, asking if they can set up new extra-curricular activities. know that the KOOP club has just been formed this year, and we all can get out Barry Man How albums. am glad that we are interested in doing some new activities. don't want to discourage anybody from an interest. Just make sure that it is a real activity. Maybe we could actually DDDDDDOOOOOOO something? And for those of us who are not involved in school organizations. Father is asking that we could maybe not get on that bus right after school to go to our homes. If we are that kind of person that, as soon that bell rings, it is off to that bus to get home, don't come to Father to ask for a recommendation or to complain that we could not get into the college of our choice. I know I am getting a little long, but let me just say that we should also sell those scholarship drive tickets. I know we can't force you. but... BEEP ... BEEP Divider 101 Above: Steve Schlageter demonstrates his mobility as he eludes a Worthington mid-fielder. As veteran players, the Schlageter brothers were the foundation for the newest varsity sport. Right Determination and strength are the criteria for a face-off midfielder. Brian Katigbak tries to rake out the ball from under his opponent. Far Right: Since practice fields are scarce, the lacrosse team uses an abandoned field behind the Zone recreation complex at 65th and Lorain. On this prime piece of city real estate, the Wooster College coaching staff offered an instruction clinic. Steve Schlageter and Sean Horrigun execute uncounted line drills during the clinic. Outside It All I went for the ball, and my stick was met with the clang of his, my shoulder with the crunch of his. BIG STICKS Early Sunday morning, Spring 1987. I was a stranger in the strange city of Toledo. As I finished tightening the gloves that rendered my hands virtually immobile, I could all ready sense humidity permeating my clothes, a feeling I did not like, but one I would have to get used to. I carried the lacrosse stick, an extra appendage, in one hand, and in the other, my helmet. The shoulder pads, which I had worn proudly and symbolically during practices, were unusually cumbersome and uncomfortable today. Nothing could be heard this early in the morning in Toledo, except for murmurs from the coaches at the sideline, or the occasional car horn. I thought I heard the ticking of a clock, but it was just someone bouncing a lacrosse ball off the pavement. I guess no one felt like saying anything. which only added to the pre- game tension. That tension was inexplicable: the field was no different than the one in Cleveland: we had practiced, and we knew what was expected of us. Yet it was omnipresent. We jogged onto the field, trying to get a little enthusiasm for the team, and I heard cheers from the stands. I was. of course, flattered, until I found that the cheers weren't for me. Like soldiers off to war. the home team ran onto the field in single file formation, and although they looked ready. I didn't show my intimidation. even through my mask. A guy about a foot taller than I lined up at center with me. and the ref between us. He blew the whistle right in my ear. and after what seemed like a year of silence, threw the ball to the ground. I went for it immediately. and my stick was met with the clang of his, and my shoulder with the crunch of his. J U'.uerii'kjf.m v I OuNH 6 Urn.m y School 4 J Unien Rw J $� Cim a ,� TI 4 Above Displaying proper crosscheck form, Dave George is about to spend two minutes in the box. Replete with rookies, the lacrosse team accumulated many minutes during the season in the penalty box. LACROSSE. Front: Sean Horngon. Phil Huth. Marty Rcmle. Steve Schlagetcr, Dave Schlageter, Matt Stover. Tim Walsh. Pat Grace: Row 2: Dennis Lucardli. Charlie Rego. Brian Katigbak. Drew Roggcnburk; Row 3: Coach Ed Ajhahanian. Mike Gaugler. Keith Lusnia, Pete Tsantes. Matt Merberger. Paul Pace. Pat Sheehan. Matt Jorsa, Sieve Huth. Coach Andre Damian; Back: Dave DiFranco. Chris Kanuch. Dan Gordon. Bob Corna. John Dyke. John Kim. Marlon Santos. Sal Russo Tom Carribme. Mike Sheehan. Mark Hentemann. Matt Burke. 1 Lacrosse Above Catcher Tom Corcoran snags a blazing inside fastball that leaves a Wickliffe batter too afraid to look. Far Right: Erudite Coach Lauer utters words of congratulations to an exhausted Chris Adler as the Chanel third baseman stares at his spit on the ground. As a mid-season varsity replacement. Chris had an all around great year. VARSITY BASEBALL Front: Coach Mark Hodermorsky. Dave Globokar. George Smirnoff. Ron Zucca. Billy Mitchell, Mark Sciulll. Manager Rich Bergansky. Coach Vince B-Man' Bcnandcr Row Two: David Mangum, Mike Wagner. Darren Kimble. Raffi Assadorlan. Jim Byrne. Scan Corrigan; Back: Sal Papalardo. Jim Miller. Joe Harubin. Greg Ogtinc. Joe Pickens. Dan Naughton. k Outside It All r rrrrrriTTe • VARSITY baseball 87 l yre Opt a HjifivmilW Hti .Win fU 6 V 5 TK U Wrtkkltr � ! ) s 0 1 I V {VonfK-lim- —T7- Nattti Otmitrd fl __ Ck l -'J Mj. M� � 0 St 1 i1v.tr d V Atr For r f-timi I? _J I 1 2 51 I.Vjivx tlmnJW'linr Mu Mo rumr 4 VM B oss y Everyone loves an underdog. Although this statement may be generally true. Benedictine. Maple Heights, and Holy Name would all beg to differ. The varsity baseball team provided its fans with a season filled with surprises. The gas house gang not only played with the best, but beat the best. Reflecting on the year. Coach Vince Benander and his players recall these memories with fondness: Season finale vs. Holy Name: Well, folks, the Wildcats are hanging on to their dim hopes of victory against the first place Green Wave. We re here in the bottom of the ninth, with two men on. two men out. The Wave is up 4-2. After the first two batters are retired. Kevin Kushman singled and Sean Corrigan walked. Dan Naughton now stands at the plate. He checks the sign, taps his helmet, and digs into the batter’s box. The team awaits the next pitch. Out of the stretch, the pitcher wipes the sweat from his brow and looks to his catcher for a sign. He shakes off one sign, then the next, and finally nods his head in agreement. The pitcher winds up and releases ... Naughton lifts one deep. BALL FOUR Everyone loves an underdog. deep to right-center field. Back ... back ... way back! The ball caroms off the 400 ft. sign on the wall. Kushma scores. Corrigan scores. Naughton reels around for home. And the throw to the plate ... Safe! May 13. Benedictine: Sal Palpalardo writes the biggest upset of the year in his fairy-tale performance. Hurling rockets from the mound. Sal has already K’d fifteen Bengals. The count is 0-2. Two outs. Sal launches a rocket down the pipe. The sound of bat striking air deafens the fans and the wind blows dust into the batboy's eyes. Whiff. Strike three! 16 K’s. May I. Mayfield Heights: Joe Pickens, a mere freshman, sits on the varsity bench. He waits for some offensive support from his teammates. Today, Pickens has displayed his butterflies in the form of eggs—goose eggs—shutting out Mayfield Heights. The score board lights up with huge zeroes. Raffi Asdorian leads off first. The pitcher winds up. Dan Naughton lashes another shot to center field, driving in Raffi from first for the win. The field was covered. Fans departed. And Fr. Carl Bonk racked up the bats. A Varsity Baseball 106 Under gloomy ( ) I I I- Ss April skies, KJ J—l kJ 1 a band of runners brave cold and win gold. It was a cold, blustery evening on that wintery day in April. On that night, many people were at home by their fireplaces, doing things quite unmentionable. Others were enjoying Easter break, traversing the hidden ends of the world. And the track team was outside running for dear life. As if on a mission from God. they ran and ran. In the process, they defeated the 20-team field at Wickliffe. Out on the field, the quest began. Boys swung their long poles, vaulting high into the air with hearts pumping with exhiliration. Joe Zebrak. Mike Moran, and Mike Marapeze vaulted for a record height. Long-jumpers and high-jumpers stretched to the very limit of their being. Even the journeyman shot-putters and discus throwers tallied crucial points. The quest lasted through the distance. Sweeping all four events. Brendan Chambers. Bill Spellacy. Jeff Ganor, Mike Pianca. Tom Comerford. Tom Cummings. Ray Vincenzo, and Bill Gregg wrote history and established a new record for the Wickliffe Night Relays. And the quest sprinted through the night. Todd Grsem led this pack, participating in three events and also one in the field. The sophomore sprinters ran for glory in the 1600m relay, earning second and third place finishes for the team. The quest ended with a team championship trophy and a most valuable athlete award for Brendan Chambers. Leaving others in awe. he captured victories in the 6400m. 3200m, and 1600m relays. All teammate Tom Cummings could say of Chambers’s performance was. He's awesome. On that gloomy April day in Wickliffe. a band of runners braved the cold. And the Chariots of Fire burned brightly for all to see. Below Approaching the first turn. Brendan Chambers sparks the two mile relay team to a fast ignition. Chambers keyed the relay attack this season. Above: Todd (Jrsem gives a final kick on the home stretch in Lewis-like fashion. Todd sprints to victory and the finish line. Outside It All Above: Todd Jrsem and Tom Cummings towel off and take a breather to watch the rest of the meet from the stands. After a grueling race, rest and relaxation are necessities for oxygen-starved runners. Below When a match is on the line, concentration plays a major role in the tennis player's game. Jesse Juguilon displays intense concentration on his way to a John McEnroe-like return. Above: What good is winning without a celebration? After his spectacular untouchable return. Jesse reacts in an outburst of uncontrollable bliss. I Outside It All T | i h serve up t ,e JL—I V Imil strawberries and cream. The team is here to stay. ennis. anyone? The game of love is back in town. Deuces are wild. So keep on stroking, and watch out for your backhand. Serve up the strawberries and cream. The varsity team is here to stay. In this Me Generation of ours, the team needed something .The team needed something lasting and meaningful. Something like a permanent coach, since they had the same number of coaches as serves in a double fault. Having to put up with CJ Nock for weeks, most of the previous coaches wanted permanent vacations. The team asked for somebody like Jimmy Connors, who could teach them court savvy and the fundamentals of tennis ... and how to pick up women like Jimmy's wife. Mrs. Patricia Connors. They came close in their wishes. They didn't get Jimmy, but they settled for Mr. Pat Connors. Although his first year was seen as a disappointing season, it was a year of great rebuilding and growth. The team placed second in their division with a record that skipped a couple beats, but on the whole, played sweet music to the ears of many. The team was led by seniors Marty Engelke and John Barker with juniors Jesse Juguilon. C.J. Nock, and Terry Coyne adding to their experience. Along with sophomore Dave Walters, the team seems headed for many productive years. If our junior varsity team is any indication of the future, next year will be a very good year. The J.V.'s finished first in their respective division. completing a strong year that would provide a good spring board for the upcoming season. Left Sometimes skill isn't enough. Bill Rcichard combines follow through with prayer to no avail .%% his volley lands foul. I eft In any match, form makes or breaks a serve. Bill Reichard displays perfect form as he collects an ace. TIME TO THINK Now that's the way I like to see it. After running three miles in a cold drizzle. I could do little but crouch over in my alert fielder stance. All I could think about, though, was If you hit the ball to me. Mr. Lauer, it better fall into my mitt, ‘cause I'm not going to run anywhere anymore.” But I wasn’t too surprised when the ball was popped thirty feet to my right. I glanced toward center field. Well, that fielder wisely had already moved into backup position. All right. No time for thinking. I thought. Adrenalin pumped my legs. and. strangely enough, the only thing I felt was numbness. As I closed in on it, the ball was slightly out of reach. God. I hate that. I muttered. What the hell. I thought as I used the last bit of strength in my legs to leap at the sphere, hopefully 110 Outside It All intercepting its path with the glove. On impact, my body bounced off the earth, and I had to reach up with my other hand to feel if the ball was there. It was there, all right. All that meant to me was that I had to get up and throw it. Of course. I didn't think it possible to hurt my body anymore, but having the skin on the right side of your body torn off by grass and then stretching the soreness out tends to be painful. Nevertheless. I hit the cuttoff man and felt almost as good as when I decided to catch the ball. As I walked back to my usual position. Mr. Lauer yelled out. Now that's the way I like to see it! I stopped in my tracks, looked up. and smiled. Yeah, that's the way I like to see it. too. — St'KlV n 16 .� 1 ' F� ' nn ' � W Njrjw win. 20 LOSS 6 fFs j i ; • i i in © FRESHMAN BASEBALL 87 1 3 Ww 3 1 4 CmtM S 1 3 Eu(W 1 1 1 St J I • St Jotrpn 3 J • Or.vfenJ Hi. 4 I f • r« i.vaUr M . •� 4 I ‘ CmtrM C«ir� Vx 4 | la eweed I Sr liawtrJ 4 St COmMi 1 7 1 WIN 7 LOSS 4 y Left Unloading his fastball. Jim Cahill strikes out a batter on the way to winning one of several games. Jim was the workhorse of a staff that produced twenty wins. Below First baseman Bob Pudlock holds on opposing Wickliffe player on base. Bob was part of an offense that enjoyed a great season at the plate. JV BASEBALL Front: Tom Corcoran. Brett Mancino. Jim Cahill. Mike Schum. Scott Brousek. Tom Kelley: Row 2: Marty Walsh. John Pellechia. Bill Gilroy. Matt Ross. Bob Pudlock. Back: Coach Tom Laucr. Chris S mon, Joe Frollo. Chris Adler. Tim Earl. Chri Campbell. Rob Plumley. A V Frosh Baseball 1 BAND-AID They wear uniforms. They lift spirits. U K, Band! Whaddya' say? Let's go gct'm! Last one out is a rotten schtick! The daily bark of Band Director Omar P. Blackman reverberates throughout the cavernous lair of Xavier, piercing the seniors' unconscious state and sending the freshmen sprinting for Wasmer field. Please tell me we're not marching, mutters the awakening Steve Shimko. who proceeds to search hor his instrument. Simply put. all woodwind players are pigs. I tell you. the band needs meat! Tim Keo convinces Kevin Sexton as they cross Lorain. The basement empties and the field fills. The musicians are already exhausted from the day at school, and now they must walk miles of patterns they mull over between classes, carrying the instruments which at the beginning of each season they look forward to playing. but soon become the bane of their existance. The field, with all its bumps and bruises, looks about as inviting as discussing cheese toppings with the Vista Pizza Man. Nevertheless. Omar Blackman is out there every day. vociferating orders through his megaphone, and loving it. The students, however, only enjoy marching during a game, under the spotlight, with everyone watching. For them, no experience can stack up to lifting a dejected audience from their seats and start them cheering again for the home team. The halftime buzzer rings, and the band marches onto the field. The lights blind their eyes: the sounds deafen their ears. But they play. They march. They wear uniforms. They lift the crowd to its feet. In short, they save what would be just another football game. The Club members depart. Above Following Tim Keo. Matt Spillman and Don Clark poise themselves to entertain the crowd. The band was the inspirational force that led the cheers from the stands. FLAG CORPS. Front: Dei-Dee Ncri. Gina Fulton. Chris Noga. Marilyn McHugh Row 2: Beth Beck, Mary Joy Lavcllc. Erin Kelly. Becky Guidos. Mara McAuliffe Back: Beth Dessolty. Julie Filicko. Nancy Mikel, Jenny Remle, Cathy McAuley. Roseanne Nowinski. Ann Marie Forrestal Outside It All f The Big O He's a living legend around this part of town. His hulking figure and disarming smile have become his trademark. Omar P. Blackman, the man behind the musician, offered these words about his life, his philosophy, and of course his band. His life: My love of music stems from one source, my parents. My father was an organist in church and my mother sang In the choir. So from an early age, I was exposed to the beauty of music. His philosophy: Hard work and sincere dedication build a bunch of boys Into a band. His band: Band members must work on their respective parts, but in the end they must come together in harmony, providing beautiful music. This year's group is blessed with great spirit and depth. I love working with them. Above: Band director Omar Blackman spies and redirects stray band members with his telescopic device. Left: The band blasts away at many heart-stopping thrillers. Matt Spillman beats the sound of the heart at another cardiac-arrest finish for the football team. Band Above Tyronn Bell, band president extraordinaire, prepares to lead the cheering section in a rousing cheer at the St. Joe's game. Though the crowd motivated the team to play an excellent game, the powerhouse Vikings handed our team a 7-0 defeat. He’s the leader; a mover of men. BELL He gyrates with moves and grooves that leave viewers dizzy. His upbeat tempo drives the band across the field and girls wild. He’s a Bell. He's Tyronn Bell. As this year's band president, he has shot up from near anonymity to super-stardom. Like the Liberty Bell. Tyronn is a crack-up. He is funny to be around and an all-round good guy. In the classroom, he excels; but out of the classroom, he jams. For those about to rock. Tyronn salutes you. Like Taco Bell. Tyronn provides a certain spice to the band. He's a new flavor, something hot and spicy. Something that makes you on fire. Assuming great responsibilities. Tyronn has taken on the hard task of keeping young excited boys in line. It's a dirty job. but. hey, someone's got to do it. I love what I do as field commander and wouldn't trade it for anything in this world. Being voted president by my peers is a great honor. I know that I have earned their respect. Working with the Great O. is a very rewarding experience. He's dedicated, and he cares about us as people—not just players. From his band. Tyronn has gained a lifetime of memories to hold for the rest of his life. I will always remember last year's 3rd place victory at Niagara Falls for outstanding high school bands, my piccolo, and my friends in the band. But there's something more to Tyronn Bell. Something hidden from the surface, something special deep down. Something greater than his Spanish grades! When he walks, he brings with him something alive and shaking. Not only a band leader, he is a mover of men. He's a walk on the wild side. When asked to sum up his life in one sentence. Tyronn was at a loss for words. His answer was; It's happening. BAND Front: Matt O'Donnell. John Konarvahalll. Tony Fulton. Edwin Edejer. Tim Kulbago. Matt Lenhart. Jeff Burgess. Jangnoi Kongthon. Matt Spillman, Terry McHugh: Row 2: John Murrin Krishna Kumar. Matt Dcliberato. Kevin Sexton. Tom Stewart, Pat McNamara. Matt Marques. Ryan Dorsey: Row 3: Mike Jacob. Pete Samylenkor, An drew Hlabse. Dave Winkler. Bob Shemo. Dave Modic. Dave Swarty. Dave Borosh. Pete Gephardt. Tyronn Bell; Row 4: Robert Small. Outside It All Rick Hoy. Brian Hill. Fit Kco. Dave Mrachko. Frank Wyoma. Brian Burke. Brian Simko, Joe Mullen. Mike Caronchi; Row 5: Tim Brogan. Jason Stahl. Anthony Warmath, Adam Kastelic. John Gasparini. Scott Broski. Terrell Turk. Jon Wilhelms. Tom Modic. John Dunn. Kevin Hitch. Mark Fratcr. Jeremy Radwan. Tony Caronchi. John McGann. Gregory Harvey: Back: Steve Shimko. Rick Hoy. Dave Burgess. Paul Bonus. Don Clark Below In perfect alignment, the band performs before a sell out crowd at John Marshall. The band's half-time shows are a spectacle to behold. Left On their home turf. Wasmer Field, the band practices in full swing during the eighth period. Much daily practice by these dedicated musicians builds an award-winning band. The act opens with a hushed silence of anticipation; the first act closes with a bang. BIG TOP Above: On the waterfront. Chris Trcjbal practices the medieval art of the jester. The Circus Club finds the beach to be an ideal place for practicing. The big top opens to the stage of the fat man and bearded lady. Men juggle balls, women juggle theirs. The club of clubs is dealt every Tuesday. The Circus Club, where jokers are wild and unicycles abound, meets under the direction of Mr. Art Thomas and Mr. Andrew Magic Johnson. I guess there are two born every minute. The act opens with a hushed silence of anticipation. Phil Tomsik and August Tischer enter center stage and address the crowd about the art of juggling. Jeff Hamman juggles with someone in the audience. And Mr. Johnson juggles with himself while performing magic tricks. The first act closes with a bang. The Club then follows with a personal rendition of the Indian club act. Magic and August perform their fabulous feat with the greatest of ease. August juggles, and Magic steals a ball in mid-air. The audience whispers in a hushed awe. There seemingly is nothing that can top it off. But then out of the blue ... Mike McAndrews speeds across stage atop his unicycle. The club has found the perfect act to top if all off. I he Club members depart. CIRCUS Ct.UB Front: Ken Evans. Patrick Tischer. Chris Tregbal Phil Tomsik. Kevin Gannon. Joe Grieco. Geoff Gorden: Back: O'Toole. Jeff Hamman Adrian Zachary. Michael Llderbach, August Outside it All ♦ ♦ Lcf« With the concentration of a Buddhist and the antics of Emmet King. Phil Tomsik puts to shame the everyday beenbag juggling. Above You can always turn to me for support, Jeff. says Mike McAndrews to fellow mate. Jeff Hamman. The world of illusion creates many a trick for this dynamic duo. Lett Somebody give that boy a hand! Jeff Hamman. attempting to juggle five beanbags. is caught short-handed as he bobbles his load of bags. 117 SPOKES of wheels leaves a buzzing in people s ears. The whirr BIKE CLOB Front: Dave Ptocck. Pete Traska, Eric Moore Back: Brian Bsddour. Jay Shaloty. Jim Toole Above Pensively, Dave Ptacck pauses to survey the upcoming terrain. Cycling through the metroparks was a peaceful respite from a hectic week. ft is a warm afternoon in mid-1 autumn. A crowd of amused faces has gathered by the dusty roadside. The on-lookers wait in expectant silence. A festive atmosphere encompasses their every member. The steady droning of the announcer is heard in the distance as a warm wind blows leaves across the grass. Suddenly, a group of motionary figures appears as tiny specks across the rolling hills in the background. They are packed together in a huddled mass and approach at an incredible speed. The details of their bicycles become more distinct as the riders accelerate with the slope of the hill. An unbridled excitement electrifies the air as the crowd begins to cheer: the swiftly moving figures on bicy- cles move ever so close. The riders pass with the swoop of hawks' wings. In a haze of colors, they breeze by free as the wind. The whirr of the aluminum cast wheels leaves the audience with a buzzing in their ears. The brave bikers head on through the Metroparks. Scenic nature surrounds them with hills, creeks, and foliage. An occasional runner passes quietly with a puff. Using the invention of the wheel to the fullest, the bikers coast down to the bottom of the slope only to find the beginning of the next incline. The agony of the climb strikes the bikers and their legs. The sweat rolls from their heads: they close their eyes for the final kick. At the top. they coast in delight. Righi Eric Moore shows determination as he challenges a steep incline. Biking, like life, is often an uphill battle. 118 Outside it All Left. Pete Traaka and Jim Toole spearhead an expedition through the metroparks. The colors of autumn highlighted the trips, which combined grueling exercise with relaxation. Abovr Homeward bound. Pete Traaka is on his last leg as he coast through the Valley. After a long Journey with the club. Pete enjoy solitude in nature. Bike ub Tl9 Right Flag Corp member Beth Beck grimaces in pain as she witnesses Bill Hahn's mangled ankle. Ankle injuries did not hinder Bill's needed scoring punch. Chico and the Men The center, he's important. The receiver is key. too, performing acrobatic feats and dives. Hey. the quarterback does the passing end cells the plays: he's vital to the team. There's one men. however, who Is Involved In all the plays and ultimately is responsible for the game's outcome. That man Is Chuck Kyle. Coach Kyle remarks that the 1987 schedule was a schedule that consistently put us up against tough football teems. An entourage of formidable opponents challenged the team. With a hard working and young team, the coach felt that the playoffs were definitely in the picture. However, Kyle admits, ”This year has been the worst in regard to injuries, but It's another adversity to overcome. The team has been resilient to bounce beck. Above: Mr. Kyle gesticulates on the finer points of kicking out the defensive end with these linemen. Right Defensive monster Mark Bickerstaff makes this Valley Forge quarterback pay the price. “Bick wrought havoc in the backfields of opposing teams. 120 A ► Outside It All DIRTY Addicted to contact, the defense prided itself on making things happen. Defense: something that protects from danger or harm. Incidentally. preceding this entry are words such as defame” and deface. Ask any defender whether he is defending or defacing, and the latter will be chosen. The defense has prided itself on making things happen rather than preventing them from happening. They have taken an offensive attitude rather than a defensive one. While the offense is portrayed as glamorous, the defense enjoys being depicted as getting down and dirty.” They are addicted to contact. There is no such thing as a defender who can resist the temptation of jumping on a pile-up right next to him. Imagine a lame St. Edward Eagle hopelessly tumbling to the ground. Could you resist the urge to make his trip a little bit faster and harder? Each play is a ritual. First of all. they form a huddle. Why. though, should they form a huddle? Everyone in the stadium knows what the defensive objective is: to hit and hit hard, preferably the ballcarrier, but any innocent bystander will do. After the huddle breaks, the first wave of attackers takes position. Kevin Robison. Dave Vernon. Mark Bickerstaff. and Mark McKane dig into the soft turf to accelerate their speed toward the most fragile of the offenders. the quarterback. Behind them. Barry Alvis, Mark Brewster. Tony Aerni. and Adam Bonsky stare at the positioned ball and psyche themselves up for the next play. As the offense breaks its huddle. Chris Spear and Dave McMamee match up with their receivers and viciously stare them down. Finally, as the quarterback approaches the line. Courtney Morris glares at him. warning the unfortunate of the hit or interception to come. ' Hike is called and the defensive line swarms the quarterback, who rolls right and throws just as he is viciously blindsided. Conceding the play, the wide receiver watches the ball deflect off his chest and onto the ground as he is hounded by the cornerback. Six or seven defenders peel themselves off the turf and pop back up into the huddle. For forty-eight minutes, they repeat this process—for some an impossibility, but for a defender, a never-ending reality. Bottom Poised and ready to fire a bullet. Joe Pickens looks downfield. Pickens, stepping in for the injured Darren Kimble, sparked the team to many victories this season. Belov� Scanning the field for a hole. Dan Hays blazes towards the goal line. Hayes' fleet feet and lightening moves made him an excellent punt returner. Left After slaying another Viking Dave McNamce leads the defense to the sidelines. Dave's superlative defensive effort shut down two St. Joseph scoring drives. V 121 ks. Varsity Football A season of promise comes a season of questions HUDDLED A huddled mass of hulk awaits its orders, shielding itself from the driving rain. The referee grabs the ball from the downed running back, and the man in zebra stripes signals a readiness for the third down. On the side lines. Coach Chuck Kyle stares at the turf, pondering the next play. Pro 6-74, he shouts in a voice hoarse from overuse. The messenger sprints to the huddle and announces the play. As they dry the moisture off their hands, the players mull over their next assignments. Eleven soldiers stand in the middle of the field; their comrades assemble on the sideline. August's double sessions in the unbearable heat are but a memory. Nothing penetrates these athletes' minds, neither the early season injuries, nor the subsequent losses, nor the back-to-back victories. Everyone concentrates on his next play: one is to orchestrate. seven are to protect, and three are to run patterns. They will now act as a unit—eleven men working together for a common goal. Hands clap, the huddle breaks, and rain continues to fall, as Joe Pickens takes a deep breath and poises himself for the opponent. Grasping the ball, the center crouches and readies himself to protect the quarterback; two guards and tackles follow suit. Mike Buddie takes his position next to right tackle and Mike Wagner stands ten yards across from the tight end. Jim Lavin is flanked fifteen yards to the left side. Bill Hahn and Dennis Ginley stand ready behind their quarterback. Pickens rasps out the signals; the ball snaps into his hands. Retreating five steps, he looks over his primary receiver. Wagner, and then Buddie—both are well-covered. Instinctively. Pickens sprints to the right as Wagner sprints left. Pickens cocks and releases. The ball floats over the fingers of the opponents and fits perfectly in Wagner's cradle. Simultaneously the clouds and the silence break as the referee raises his hands to the heavens, and a season of questions turns into a season of promise. Above Incensed after the refs last call. Mr. Corrigan's rage can only be assuaged by the rational Mr. Antonelli. Although coolness helped in this play. Mr. Antonelli was known to get a little angry at times. ? o 4- 'h 7: ssc io . .- Urr_- VARSITY FOOTBALL. Front: Troincr Mike Bobal, Dale Williams. Marty Lavelle. Bill Thornton. Adam Bonsky. Tim Kelly. Phil Mohr. Chris Simon. John Picschalski; Row 2: John Sweeney. Mark Brewster. Brett Mancmo. Jim Cahill. Scott DiLoreto. Kyle Stouges. Ray Ingal. Keith Johnson. Kevin Robinson. Miguel Witt. Sean Kilbane. Rory Fitzpatrick. Chris Adler; Row 3: Chris Kreiser. Marlon Santos. Dan Gordon, Nick Narowltz. Barry Alvls. Bob Taincr. John Pellecchia. Jim Lavin. Dave McNamce. Row 4: Trainer Jim Gutoskey. Jim Vivok . Marc Outside it AH Rosete. Tim Mahon. Sean Lally, Chris Lavelle. Tom Kelley. Tom Barret. Tony Aerni. Darren Kimble, Mike Wagner. Joe Pickens. Courtney Norris. Billy Mitchell. Mike McCoy. Trainer Steve Gabor. Trainer Bill Bokenyi; Back: Ryan Zenkewicz. Mark Brewster. Bill Hahn. Dennis Ginley. Pat Kennedy. Mike Buddie. Dan Hayes. Rich Malloy. Dan Bradesca, Mark Bickerstaff. Marty Kearney. Marty Remle. Andy Schroer. Matt Lashutka. Brian Bornhorst. Chris Spear, Bill Parravano. Dave Vernon. Varsity Football 23 Left: Dodging diving Patriots while sprinting for the goal line. Pete Fitzpatrick proves to be too much for these defenders. Pete was brought up to help adapt to the adversity of untimely injuries. Above- Searching for something to say Dan Hayes tries to explain to Mike Wagner that this just is not their season. Mike thrilled many fans this season with his acrobatic catches. Left Pat Kennedy plows through a St. Ed's cornerback who foolishly tries to halt Pat's beeline to the cndzonc. Pat's efforts went for naught as St. Ed's escaped with a cheap victory this season. VARSITY-JUNIOR VARSITY CROSS COUNTRY Front: Ray Marciano. Mike Gaul. Mike Brainard. Ryan McNulty. Joe Taddeo. Bill Lewis. Jelf Kho. Bob Voth. Bill Spellacy. Mark Becker, Jeff Mikula. Adam Spolarich. Brian Patterson Row 2: Dan Katai. Mike McNulty, Mark Vacha. Chris Brainard. Matt Rossman, Tom Kilbane, John Connell. Brendan Chambers. Dave Crerniawski. Nick Sojda. Ken Gilbnde. Mike Pionca. Steve Bernardic: Back: Head Coach Frank Jancura. Asst. Coach Ray Heipp. Asst. Coach Paul Kobe. Above It's not the run for the roses, but Bill Spellacy makes great strides to tackle the upcoming hill. Passing his opponents. Bill captures another sweet victory- PACE They kick into the chute with impressive times. Friday. 4 o'clock Jancura time. the bulk of the Wildcat harriers arrives at the Cross Country Inn in Lancaster, ready to prepare themselves for Saturday's race. Bill Spellacy. Jeff Kho. and Mike Pianca emerge from the first car. dizzy from following Head Coach Frank Jancura's trail of swerves all the way from Cleveland. If we would drive straight next time, we'd get here about 3 hours earlier! quips Bobby Voth. Mark Vacha. Matt Rossman. Chris Brainard. and the rest of the study gang slowly make their way up the stairs to the rooms. The night lasts long with nervous energy. The next day the runners excel. Bill Spellacy puts forth a usual top-notch performance, followed closely by Jeff Kho and Mike Pianca. Nick Stipanovich and Matt Rossman kick into the chute with impressive times. Mark Vacha and Bobby Voth are in close pursuit. Mark Becker and Joe Taddeo provide comedy and spirit; they also run well. On the trip home to Cleveland, most everyone joins in a team slumber; the study group finishes their analysis homework. FRESHMAN CROSS COUNTRY Front: Greg Peter Gephardt. Jim Campanclla. Jon Simon Wereb. Oliver Dunford, Leo Mahoney: Back: Outside it All FRF.SHMAH CROSS COUHTRY t tt ti« t Hrtropilt UjM VlMflOf Si Jj rph ■•� • n i HjStA Jrui-t 4 A A nn Mr� ifiv Vcrr wrfef toHUticvuS I.Vtim CC hAtWWi 126 Right The ever intense Dick Wagner drives across midfield going for the goal. Consistent play from the rookies contributed much help to the young team. TTTTT VARSITY SOCCER 87 CifrOrut NrnjM J V Streaotwite . j P.-Jut ft ' s' F,- - ' M .ii eph J vm fboydtbon BmcdKOnr OVirtW j 1 ' 10 -V- JtVtna Vcr.1' OHmiiM tVr'M • fttitfi WIN: t LOSS: 9 TIE: 3 Above: Sure-footed Kevin McLaughlin sets to fire a shot from the corner. This 4. prolific scorer has fired many a shot heard around the world. WAR The sun set against the darkening sky. It was truly a Bloody Wednesday. The sun set against the darkening sky. Night clothed the earth with a black blanket. Air chilled with excitement. Lights filled the stadium. A band of brave booters convened at a soccer field in North Olmsted. Let the games begin. Under the direction of Mr. Tom Healey, the team hit the field with the hunger to devour the No. I Eagles. After that night, the soccer-gods of North Olmsted proved to be mere mortals. Two minutes into the battle. Kevin McLaughlin launched the first missile attempt from outside the penalty area. The opposing goalie deflected the shot off the post. Caught a little off guard, the Cats let one head-shot slip through untouched. Up and down the field, the ball rolled, bounced, and flew. Then in an instant, the score was tied. McLaughlin drew blood. Off a deflection, he shot a bullet through the defending goalie and the net. Out of elation. Coach Healey suffered an injury. As he jumped high into the air, the courageous coach's nose began to bleed. The brave benchers Pete Dant. Marc McNulty, and John Petrik quickly applied their first-aid techniques, and Healey was ready to play in no time. Defenders Walden Siew. Phil Mohr. Brian Hewko. and Greg Gotsky protected the sacred citadel around goalie Matt Turek. The Eagles were caged for the moment. At half, the score was 3-2 them. In fine inspiration, the injured Healey urged on his warriors. Nice half, fellas. We gottem on the ropes. Let's not let 'em off. They get off enough as it is.” Things got off to a slow start in the second half. With much jockeying for position, sophomore stars Chris Fletcher and Brian Baumann fought to get the ball to veteran players John Platek and Dick Wagner. The defense collapsed; North Olmsted jumped out to a 4-2 lead. Then the moment came for War. With his orange hair burning, John Bono'‘ Gannon retaliated with an eleven meter free-kick. The strikers were within one with fifteen minutes left to go. It was truly a Bloody Wednesday. Above: Greg Gotsky braces himself for the shock of a midair collision with a speeding soccer ball. This header clears the zone, foiling an attempt to score by Toledo St. John. VARSITY SOCCER Front: Matt Torek, Phil Mohr, John Gannon. John Mannion. Richard Wagner. Pat Sheehan. John Petrik. Brian Hewko. Gabe Gerard; Back: Head Coach Tom Healey, Kevin McLaughlin. John Platek, Justin Andrews. Ben Siew. Tom McGowan. Pete Dant. Mike Dccore. Marc McNulty. Greg Gotsky. Greg Ogrinc Varsity Soccer TTTTTT VARSITY GOLF 87 Right Flanked by Pat Gannon and Henry Curtis. Taras Napora lines up a shot on goal. Long practices and intrasquad scrimmages prepared the freshmen for a successful season. GOLF Front: George Hahn, Orrkck Nepomuceno. Greg Strick. Chris Kanuch. Kevin fSeiUel; Back: Jim Bond. Rich Llller. Pat Curran. Head Coach Brian Becker. Tim Qumn. Mike Smith; Not Pictured: Ed Lee. John Kim. 1 Home Sr trj C r.n«Hr nt. tr i I I'M fuj � r IMt sr- r 161 I L . •-� .• J ?6 (ImoJ for «S 1 Slrenjt � -V Ml Padua ifP, Mo� , fumr | ln� 't� tKv r WIN 7 LOSS: 5 TIE 1 t Right Eddy “Don’t call me Aoki” Lee sinks a birdie putt to bring him back to even par. A smooth putting stroke is esssential to scoring well, and Ed's putting stroke sure is smooth. Far Right: Keeping his head down. Chris Kanuch displays fine form in blasting out of the sand. Getting out of troublesome spots was a problem for the team this year. 128 Varsity Golf FRESHMAN SOCCER. Front: Taras Napoca. Adam SoonhaUer. James Goodwin. Brian Upescy, Joe Grieco. John Marinelli, David Dunn, Arnold Stankus, John O'Neill Row 2: Pal Gannon. Jacob Coakley. Brian Cunningham. Jason Luboski. Kevin Mahoney. David McNally. Bradley Kenney. Mike Uch. Mike Kren. Dave Jakubs. Mike Solecki. Brian McNamce. Mike Petrik. Charles Rlnl Back: Coach Barry Flanagan. Greg Noble. Ian Klmbrcll. Darrick Siew, Pal Lang, Dion Reilly. Andrew Koonce. Jason Campbell. Sean Barnes. Paul O'Connor. Henry Curtis. Brian French, Malt Gregory. CONTACT Making the right connections. A shotgun boomed in the distance. signifying the beginning of another season of golf. Sleek and supersonic, the steam engine from last year had been transformed into a fighter plane under the navigation of Capt. B.J. Becker. Somebody, get the parachutes! Rookie pilots Kevin Noetzel. Mike Smith, and Tim Quinn fueled the cargo with some high-propane fuel and blistering scores. Veteran fighter pilots Ed the Head Lee. Rich Liller. James 007 Bond, and George Hahn guided the team through many dogfights. Equipped with a new weapon, the Orrick Nepomuceno K32. the jet blasted off fast, giving no mercy to its hapless foes. Clad only in Omar's baggy pants. Orrick shot down a couple birds and level-par scores throughout the season; while Top Gun. Pat Curran, downed several putts and another Prepper golfer. And rookie pilots John Kim and Chris the Invisible Man Kanuch provided much excess baggage. In late August, it was hot. Very hot. Most people I knew were in an air-conditioned theatre somewhere or sipping lemonade and ale in their cool basements. Meanwhile. I was walking onto Wasmer Field, wearing a loose-fitting rugby shirt that was already glued to my back. Sweat rolled off the slope of my nose drop-bydrop. I licked my lips to taste the salt of my saliva. Yum. I had not yet taken my first class of high school, but I was already on a high school team. Yes. the frosh soccer team! It wasn't exactly the football team, but in Europe they call it football. So there. The day's practice started with running and ended with running. My heart ached, my head spun, and my ankles creaked. I was worn but still having fun. Coach Flanagan and his Drago crew-cut beat us into proper shape for the season. Personally. I could go for the varsity coach. A Freshman Soccer 129 1 Above: They play like a bunch of quiche-eating wimps, guys. Coach Karl Ertle shouts as he scouts the other team. With such critical insight and coaching genius. Mr. Ertle successfully spurred the team to its second straight undefeated season. Right: Caught in a thick of defenders. Craig Petrus activates his four-wheel drive and plows forward. This type of effort lit up the scoreboard. Outside It All r«ESMMAN FOOTBAU Float: Paul IV� .1 Bwkr. Jimmy Vo« pkj Jc n MdowjM . .Kim Kill. . John r«MUl. Ihnwl $ ir yir John Pkchr M� ii I pp«h. AI tin i Reyn Iilinn One. Vtrp'wM Row 2: lu.nri Kill Rytu k.. Rj.nl Ooum n. Mikn Ciorn. Wlllum HuMlh. tlHMvJ«n G4bi.v M.k� Hu«kr Mark DcTrinco MA� Ritl, Scott Si.nli Ornkl Thomoi. Hkt Fir SNi� n Co� ' in Chin C� hi Row J: Cnigi Biunni Biiwl •'� •« j. Anthony Sli.ng� . Anthony Mlovoty Scott Allen. HAt Ak ,.i Mon looCongn. MJr Rot Mold. Jrfl Dtmrw. RotvM Room Mygh Hunt Jim Room Trsmw Chm RwitnUft Row 4: N k MiUmcTi, Moll R«c Jnmy Moghei !� i Stonge , Donwl Snxha. Soon 0U1 Kn.n MctXm.io.jh Al lea Kuip� i Muon Wynorkci. Chn� Connell. P� t� i SonvikrAo John Otnkiyk ficil ludvitf Nwk OlUltio M.kr p� kr Back: tix ChKo R. Sykoia M� k Mooney Arnhem Sctwoc Jay Milk. Pat Ci'.u1v. Hnan M. Only John Matin . Cia.fl Pelioi Tirol mke«K Reman DoaNin.uk ( oath Matt Mooney Coach Mark IVin.Su. h Coach Kail Eltkr. Coach Mail I non Anorto Ru o tern Kelt. .Matk Pa.kn. R an Gtatow acNiran MAtowakl. Terence (V ,� i M.ke Barnhart (Vian M.nerd, Adam tWht TWICEBeatin9 °dds ± ¥ ¥ J. vy j—I and dreams, Ertle's troops post second unbeaten record. t t II ike!” shouted the quarter-11 back, and within a second, the ball was in my hands and I was running towards the left. I was three yards away from the sideline when I realized that I’d just be pushed out of bounds with only a four yard gain at most, so I stopped dead in my tracks to cut back. As I did. a 200-pound body flew into my chest, and its helmet forced the ball from the pocket of my arms. There was a scramble, and when the dust cleared, the ball was not ours anymore. I sat on the sidelines for most of the rest of the game. Or rather. I was benched. It was not quite what I had expected. In the last minute, we were down by three points and on our 47 yard line. I was called in. The play was a simple handoff to me. and I had to do everything I could. The whistle blew, and the ball was hiked. I missed the handoff and kept running around the side. I turned back and the quarterback was on the ground, the ball in a wobbly spiral coming at me. I clutched it for life, and as I turned, a 200-pound body flew towards me. This time. I sidestepped and let him fall. I charged upfield ten yards, and started to diagonal left upfield. Blocks were coming from nowhere, but I was all too glad to have them. Two cornerbacks had me cornered, and there didn't seem like much else to do but charge right though them. Somehow. I scared them away. I was ten yards from the goal line, when a man jumped and grabbed my legs. I tripped, and skittered across the turf, and went head over heels into the end zone. A sharp whistle signaled the end of the game, and I was lifted on my teammates shoulders. It was not quite what I had expected. Above On the sweep to the outside. RB Matt Milligan overpowers this lone ranger from Lakewood. This work horse has charged to many lighting-bolt finishes on the home stretch and has maimed many defenders in the process. A Freshman Football 1 V Ik 131 Right Before a game. Paul Zachlin nervously chews on his mouth guard, readying himself for the short yardage gains in which he specialized. Paul’s dependability earned the team several first downs. V Above Pete Fitzpatrick eyes an opening in the opponent's defense as he heads around the corner. Pete's legs follow Newton's laws of motion, but they are rarely stopped by an outside force. He rushed 1045 yards in 181 carries for an average of 5.8 yards per carry. w 132 Outside It All f FRENZY t bringing a storm of victory wherever they go. Excitement stirs the air. A crowd packs into a small stadium. The Game is ready to begin. No. not Harvard vs. Yale, not Ohio State vs. Michigan, not Oklahoma vs. Nebraska! The Game of all games entails the J.V. teams of two respective high schools, both on the West Side. An eaglet and a cat. need I say more. Pistol Pete Fitzpatrick receives the opening kickoff and returns it to midfield. In the first play from scrimmage. Pete runs left for ten yards. The next, right for ten more and then up the middle. In a fine Dickersonian fashion. Fitzpatrick exposes the holes in the opposing defense s seams. The crowd tingles with excitement. A hysterical mother screams for more hitting, while her husband cowers in embarrassment. Then QB Jim Cahill fires a bomb to his pal Pat Friend all the way down to the Eagles' five yardline. On the next play. Fitzpatrick runs up the middle. Touchdown!!! Cahill converts for two on the point after. Cats up 8-0. On the kickoff. Matt Carey boots one end-over-end. The St. Ed's offense begins ... and ends in one series. Tim Kennedy thwarts the drive with an interception at the fifty. Six plays later. Brian Spear scampers into the endzone for the score, and Fitzpatrick converts for two more. Score. 16-0. The Fates cast doom for the Eagles. And the St. Ed's coach invokes the aid of the Muse. Coach Karl Ertle, on the other hand, watches in sheer delight. Once again, the D” goes back to work. With two big pile drives against the quarterback. Kareem Ingram launches his sack attack. The Eagle offense folds under pressure like the CiSFL. A new offensive is undertaken by Cahill and his fine regiment of players. John Jaeckin receives a mighty twenty-yard loft for a touchdown. The fans roar with shouts and screams of pulsating excitement. Kill them, yells a nice little grandmother. With the extra point, the rout continues to the melodius tune of 23-0. Back in the stands, the parents dance in wild frenzy. And the first quarter ends. Above A if released from a cage. Chris Cobb charges with a sinister snarl at a Lake Catholic lineman. The goal of the offensive lineman is to protect: Chris does his job with aggressive eagerness. JUNIOR VARSITY FOOTBALL Front: Mark Taylor. Brian Putka. Graham Hearns. Patrick Cowhord. Scott Putka. Derek Setdewand. Brad Dcmmcrle, Chris Gibbons; Row 2: Matt Cooney. Mott Carey. Mike Zidanic. John Jaeckin. Mark Ruddy. Ryan Spicer. Patrick Shaughnessy. Chris Cobb. Matt Raynor. Brian Spear: Row 3: Peter Fitzpatrick. Jame Mooney. Chris Evans. Paul Zachlin. Edward Grecol, David Skrletts. James Pellegrino. Joe Pickens. Mike Reall, Robert Zembata. Mike Bellflower. Pat Friend. Chris Beegle: Back: Charles Baker. Sean Curry. Matt Rodriguez. Robert Corna. Patrick McCaffcrty. Dave Hayden. Kareem Ingram. Nick Muzychak. Chris Mernman, Mike Schccr. Tim Kennedy. Mike Keane, Mike Foderaro. Jeff Olle, Jerry Andrasi. Doug Ford JV Football 133 TALENT fast cars, fast women—all in soccers fast lane. Above: Homing in on the target. Alan Ylng lines up a pass. He demonstrates exceptional balance and finesse as he winds up to clear the ball downfield. t i Nkay. that's enough! Take a breather! yelled Coach Scarselli to the encircling oval of exhausted runners, who were all basically walking anyway. Next time, don't drag your feet on the ground! he added moments later to the squad, most of whom were too tired to mutter favorite profanities. The team headed for the lockers, but before it gained ten feet. Scarselli ordered them back for one more position drill. After one resounding groan, dozens of sore, lifeless bodies forced themselves back on the field. Each one said to himself. Okay. I’ll do it. But after this. I'm out of here. Considering they had only said that two other times this practice, things weren’t too bad. It also means things could get worse. Like drones, they moved to where they had to go; they did what they had to do. The smart players, however, gave more than what was expected of them, because they knew Scarselli wasn't looking for drones in starting positions. He was looking for a player constantly honing his talent. As fullback partner Ryan Dawson lunged feet-first into a ball to his left. Rick Leonard thought of how he dreaded defense. If anything, it was a thankless job. But it was his job. and as long as people depended on him. he would do it. Anyway, where would the goalie be without us? he thought, as he rebounded a soccer ball off his forehead. Goalie George Hlavacs currently also had his hands full, as he stood in front of the goal, protecting it like a mother bear would guard her cubs. Shots came from all sides, like a firing squad, and he had the insane job of standing in front of the bullets. Fast breaks, fast cars, and fast women. All in a day's work for the glory boys, those who rack up the scoreboard with dead-eye shots. Twin forwards Brian Bauman and Chris Fletcher took great enjoyment in the fast lane. For the working men of the team, midfielders John Mangan and Jamie Radigan, running was second nature. They often felt like they spent more time running than walking. Scarselli smiled as he turned around, for he knew he had trained fine individual athletes into an excellent soccer team. JUNIOR VARSITY SOCCER Front: Joe Wal ion. Mike Esber. Joe Costa. Brad Maloof. Mike Carson. Kevin O'Brien. Tony Kurc. Ryan Dawson. Chris Fletcher. Kevin Mahoney. Jason Carroll. John Walter. Back: Brian Nowak. Gus Torres. John Mangan. Brian LaPortc. Brian Reed. Alan Ying. George Hlavacs. Joe Radigan. Ken Blare. Brian Baumann. Bob Kelly. Rick Leonard. Chris Lyons. Coach Gino Scarselli 134 Outside It All Left: With fearless concentration. Ryan Dawson and John Walter corral the ball off the foot of the opponent. The team tenaciously attacked the Eagles in a competitive battle of two soccer powerhouses. Above John Mangan sprints on the attack as a loose ball presents an opportunity to score. John's footwork enabled him to run circles around opposing defenders. Left: Gus Torres. John Mangan. Mike Esber. Bob Kelly, and Coach Scarselli lay out the strategy. Such talks aroused the team to attack opponents with vicious abandon. JV Soccer Right: Ah, guys... (in I hive i little help? Jim Pticek pleads to the iudi-cnce of deif ears. Not only does Jim work in the lab, but he also does a good nutty professor imitation. Above Gary Rybka wrestles with his drawing of the varsity team's schedule. Grappling with the fine details of art. Gary makes sure he has successfully colored within the lines. POSTER CLUB Front: Jason Pasciak Chris Dan Gajdos. Jim Ptactk. Al Nozarlo. Angeb McMonagle; Back: Gary Rybka. Jason Ditzcl. LaPcma 136 Poster Club 9 GROAN small groups meet, doodle, and create. In the bowels of Loyola, two They're everywhere. You can't hide from them. You see them in the halls. You see them at rallies and masses. They’re even out on the mall. They're posters. Who's behind them? In the corner of the basement of Loyola Hall, a group of maybe ten artists meet daily. Under the control of Mr. Pierre Davignon. they toil thanklessly on posters for the school and the community. While Mr. Davignon takes a breather at his desk, student moderator Jim Placek insists, Keep working! I need more posters!” Eric Frederick grabs Jim by his shoulders. shakes him up. and says, Dammit. Jim! I only have two hands! I need rest! Jim is sympathetic. but realizes that he must trudge forward, for the sake of the St. Ed's rally. He motions for Angelo LaPerna to finish off the paper mache eagle Eric had started. He walks over to Alfonzo Nazario, and whispers to his subconscious. More green. Al. we must have more green. Seeing that everything was going normal with the poster club. Mr. Davignon went across the hall to practice with the Off-Centre Troupe, a group of kids dedicated to honing their creative outlet, the theatre. The play was One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. At first glance, the troupe seemed to be all ready practicing, or at least getting into character. When he heard Kevin Sloan saying. Okay, where's Davignon? he thought differently. He walked in. addressing Kevin. Kevin! Glad to see you here! What, no orthodontist appointment today? Joe Cimperman stood up in his defense with two words. Don't mess. After announcing that there would have to be another practice scheduled over Christmas vacation and one communal groan. Mr. Davignon ordered John Scotton and Greg Ogrinc to set up the makeshift stage. Okay, let's start. Wait, where's Schaeffer? Is he up at that inane yearbook again?” Below Lett: As R.P. McMurphy. Matt Geiger trie to shake up the patients' lounge of the mental ward, a.k.a. room 121. Although they were recognized as an official extracurricular for the first year, the Troupe still had its share of tangles with the administration, as in privilege of stage use. OFF-CENTRE TROGPE Front: Alex Konya. Beth Mack. John Scotton. Greg Ogrinc. Dan Tim Schaeffer. Dan Kilbane, Matt Geiger. Joe O Malia. Kevin Sloan. Karen Baddour. Denise Cimperman; Back; Rob Wanous. Mr Pierre Klein Davignon. Roseanne Mucklo. Dave McGraw. A________________________ Off-Centre Troupe 4 1 Shooting hoops. Toppling pins. LANES Below Between the physical exhaustion that accompanies the games, Kevin McNeely helps out by keeping stats. The overwhelming participation and attitudes of the players made intramurals a big success for Student Senate. With a dull thud, the heavy black sphere was set free from its cradled grasp, and started its trek down the smooth alley. Spinning with a dizzying intensity, the ball rode along the edge of the gutter, daring anyone to disturb the universal balance with the slightest muscular motion. The bowler remained solid in stature, stolid in emotion, as the rotating orb overwhelmed him with a low. monotonous drone. The ball seemed to be veering off course, and then suddenly, as if attempting a surprise attack on the pins, it quickly spun back over into the alley, with a renewed speed and energy, heading dead center towards the one-pin. What happens next is anyone's guess. You've seen the scenario a hundred times, but each time the result is different. Form, natural talent. years of practice, and a little luck all contribute to the outcome. And all those factors happen to be the ones found in this year's bowling team. Posting a 12-6-1 record, the team attained a new level of respect in our sports community- The streetlights cast gargantuan shadows of five kids crossing Lorain avenue from Wendy's on a Tuesday night. They have just swallowed down a double cheese, and are now ready to play. As they enter the gymnasium, the lights flittered on. then off. then on again, filling the room with a yellow fluorescence. One kid says. Let's get ready.'' and a breath of life filled the once-dead gym. Soon, more teams filled the room, and the sound of two basketballs pounding the floor slowly, one after the other, like an echo. The squeak of old tennis shoes, the dull clunk of a rebound, and the occasional swish of a net. There are no uniforms worn. Everyone is wearing old t-shirts and torn-up shoes. The referees are merely teachers; they know only a little about the game, but that's all right, because the kids just want to play. All the teams met in their corners. They sized up their competition in complete silence. The refs threw a basketball to each basket. Whistles shrieked. Street ball had begun. BOWLING TEAM Front: August Tischer. Szalay. John Rudolph. Paul Bonus. Shawn Greg Stock. Tom Kehoe; Back: Steve Blankenship Varsity Bowling ► Right: With the game on the line Tom Corcoran confidently and gracefully ■inks two foul shots for the win. This year's intramural crop yielded such teams as the Sauce, Vienna Fingers, Binders of Muslin, Firs, and 2C Men. Below: After a strike Paul Bonus reacts in an unbridled jubilee. It was not an uncommon sight to see Paul, the team's strongman, leader, and high scorer, often rejoicing. Above. The tournament comes down to the last frame and Greg Strick. Realizing the burden on his shoulders, he put all of his energy into concentration, and not without reward as he records a strike. V 139 Intramurals Swimmers do these kinds of things. SPLASH It is a ritual, a tribal custom. Men and boys convene together, equipped with their best Atras. The Barbasol is applied the full length of the body. The blades are sharpened, and the body is shaved white. Hair falls, showering the floor with a carpeting of blond, brown, and black. The participants are careful not to draw blood, always keeping the stroke steady and smooth. The skin tingles with a weird, indescribable sensation. Hairless and wet. the swim team is ready for action. The scene is a common one during the month of March. Around school, a group of normal, everyday students shave their heads and bodies not because they have become Buddhist monks—but because they are swimmers. And swimmers are supposed to do those kinds of things. For all you dry land creatures, a typical practice consists of about 10,000 yards—about as many as Jim Brown rushed in his entire professional career. These amphibious creatures lap the pool about 400 times in three hours of a single day. And then Head Coach Doug Neff administers CPR to all the ones that are found floating in the shallow end. If that were not enough, the swimmers have to wear tights on their legs during these practices to build up leg endurance and for the feeling of wearing those pink tights in front of the girl swimmers. Hey. these are swimmers, and swimmers are supposed to do these kinds of things. Captains Matt Monos and Howie Williams explained the art of natation this way: Imagine yourself full of Jello Brand gelatin and let yourself go with the waves. By the looks of it. the swim team must be composed of a good crop of Jello heads because they have matched perennial power house. Hawken at every meet. For the past four years, these swimmers have challenged Hawken for district honors. Besides Matt, who maintains a solid second in the standings in his 200 Individual Medley, and Howie, who maintains his disappearing act until districts in the 200 free, the swim team has a solid complement of juniors and seniors. John Lewis, Chris Dacek. Tom Lubin, Bob Doebele, and Brian Brown have finished with impressive times during the year. SWIM TEAM Front: Matt Mono . Tom Dacek. John Lewis. Bnan Brown. Rob Svets. Lubin. Bill Smith, Tom Kindi. Howie Wil- Jim Hlavaty. Bob Doebele. Corbin Nash, hams. Ed Kilbarte. Chris Volk. Azam Khan: Head Coach Doug Neff Back: Bryan DeBoer. Dove Brown, Chris Right Clad only in his Spcedos and tights Matt Monos ponders the arduous event ahead of him. Matt usually doesn't wear womens' clothing, however, he will try anything to improve his time. Outside It All V And then there is Rob Svets, poor Rob Svets. who is first in the districts in diving. Often forgotten by the rest of his teammates. Rob has to practice alone at the special diving facilities apart from the regular team. But. hey. they are swimmers, and swimmers do those kinds of things. mm mt mmm W wM K mm w mv: Above: After a tough workout in the pool, the swimmers reflect on their performances. In a somber moment. Tom Lubin attempts to spread a little levity. Left Tom Kindi butterflies through the water on route to a record time in the Cleveland Heights Tournament. Swimming Right: Terry Slap Maxwell Coyne and Luke the Spook McConville do what all good editors should do—edit! Glancing over the last issue. Terry points out the good parts of the sports page to an elated Luke. Orbis iactus est. WINK An old adage says that things get better with age. This year, after adopting some changes. The Eye has come of age. The most noticeable of changes is the new format, which is modelled after John Carroll's newspaper. Mearly twice as many photographs are being used as in previous years, and several new features have been added, including. “Man on the Mall. Wildcats Calendar. ”D’s Film Grades. and a classified ad section. As if that weren’t enough Eye for the month, the paper is also now published every three weeks. Of course, this workload couldn’t be taken on without additions to the staff. Two editors-in-chief, namely Terry Coyne and Kevin Bolan, head the staff, which grew to forty writers by the end of the year. The key to the new Eye, however, is organization. Setting weekly meetings, assigning two editors to a page, and hiring proofreaders has developed the final product into a piece of respectable journalism. The man behind the revolution is Mr. Jim Skerl, the new moderator. Entering the scene with an encyclopedia of ideas, the theology teacher has become the driving thrust of the newspaper. His popularity with the staff has helped to unify it into a literary powerhouse. Orbis iactus est. The Eye is cast. Outside It All Below With today's liberation of expression, the Eye has done it. They have finally come out of the elevator with no guilty conscience whatsoever. Too bad an expectant Mr. Flandera was on the other side of the elevator doors, checking for passes. • THE EYE Front: CJ Nock. Row 2: Kev.n Bolan, Mark Haas. Mike Sassano. Luke McConville: Row 3: Bob Voth. Mark Vacha. Brian Amer. Chris Krcse. Bob Wen, John Biph Becker. Phil Calabrese. Back: Sokho Moon. Terry Coyne. Sang Kim. Bill Spellacy. ► Above. As If one John Beeker were not enough ... The Eye is in double trouble as John's evil twin appears. Maybe they should ask Biph? Left An unhappy Joe Vavpetic frowns as he reads the obituary for Harvey the Rabbit. Juggling his newspaper and play responsibilities. Joe found few minutes to spare even to read the newspaper. 143 Below: Tim Caughlin prepares to face a state-ranked wrestler from St. Ed's. Tim put up a tough fight but eventually lost the match. Right Joe Collins is whistled for using excessive violence, again. Joe’s iron will, raw determination, and brute strength led the grapplers in another rewarding season. Going into sectionals. Joe had posted a 19-1 record. Outside It All f 'arsity Wrestling k!45 flTTfl P1 t° the vict°r Jm JL X X X X go the spoils. 4 4 1 isten, boys, we have to win Lour next 6 matches by pins or... what? 5-3 decision? Well, here we go again!” With the expectations of a repeat high state-placing riding upon the shoulders of the wrestling team, these scrappy grapplers needed all the close victories they pulled out to bring the victories home. The Catholic Invitational Tournament typified the style this wrestling team soon patented after itself. As usual, these Matcats started off slowly, yet their hard work and dedication soon paid off as the team muscled its way through two full days of sweat and exhaustion to capture 3rd place out of 28 teams. As usual, the after-weigh-in feast was devoured. An expectant Mr. Avcollie hoped his wrestlers would attack their opponents as viciously as they attacked the concession stands. The cool serenity of the awaiting gym was soon interrupted by screeching coaches and whistles alike. Popular mid-tournament games ranged from petty conversations with mat maids to bitter intersquad tournaments of three-point hoops with makeshift balls of tape or any other type of device the grapplers could scrounge up. In like a lamb. Dave Zalar and Shawn Roche give it their all and put the grapplers within striking distance. Out like a lion, the heavier weights cement the victory for the 'Cats. Though spending most of his match in the now infamous crunched ball position. Bob Voth wears out his opponent and wins an important medal round victory. Victory is not the only thing pulled out by the Twin Terrors. Marty and Joe Collins. Human limbs, fingers, and toes, clothing, hotel walls, and any other available appendage are all fair game as Marty and Joe storm their way to top rankings in the state. Mike Buddie polishes off this fine showing by proving that there is no adversary worthy of his level as he annihilates another worthless opponent. Back in the locker room the mood takes a more humorous swing from the pressures of the tournament toward the excitement afterwards. Dave Zalar. Tim Koenig, and Bob Voth plan ahead to lose 60 pounds among themselves as the Collinses and Buddie plan to share the 60 girls awaiting their presence in the gym above. Ah ... to the victor go the spoils! Above Once again beating the odd . Mike Buddie pin St. Ed' Goliath. Both on and off the mats. Mike was an inspiration and leader for the entire team, though only a junior. VARSITY WRESTLING Front: Kevin O'Toole. Joseph Lobdell. Tim Mislandsky. John Redmon. David Brigantl. Timothy Coughlin. John Bilardo. Sean Caughey; Row 2: Paul Smith. Mike Presti. Bryan Centa. Ed ward Campbell. John Hildebrandt. Tim Austin. Bob Voth. Jim Frye; Back: Mead Coach Mark Avcollie. Bill Parravano. Joe Collins. Chris Campbell. Dan Bradesca. Mike Buddie. John Arunski. Dave Zalar. Marty Collins. Assistant Coach Pat Farrell 1 Sportsmen by nature. SLOPE Below Brooke Furio coasts into the ski area, his eyes intent on the terrain. Like many skiers. Brooks enjoys the challenge and reward of skiing the expert hills. No. I had never skied before. But then again. I'm a sportsman by nature. Hey. I'm on the golf team. As it turned out. skiing was much like golf. Of course, without a ball. Although it was a bit more intensified ... somewhat like a heart attack. But. hey. I'm a sportsman by nature. After an hour or two of practice falling. I pretty much got the hang of it—that is the snow covered slope. It really wasn't that tough. Going up and down the hill was a breeze. I just let the slope of the hill take me wherever it wanted — I mean sometimes you just have to say. What the heck! The stopping. or for that matter, the slowing was the hard part. I could turn fairly well, so at least I could avoid those large, immobile objects like those huge, burly women. But on my second run down. I could not stop. ... and this was the kiddie hill. I tried to snow plow my way to a stop, but I kept on going into a wire and picket fence. The grating enmeshed itself onto my face, and I received a bloody nose. As I lay mangled among the fence and the giggles of some pubescent girls and their college dates, someone leaned over and inquired. Why do you keep doing that? Trying to make light of the matter. I quipped. I really hate to lose the exhiliaration of downhill. It's like a natural high. Besides, it's really not that bad. They really don't build fences like they used to. Then to prove my point. I repeated the move. Realizing that I was getting no better in my landings. I tried my feet at a harder hill, one of those mature slopes. Some monstrosity called Peter's Pride. But. hey. I'm a sportsman by nature. To get on the lift. I needed a different coded ticket. But to get the ticket, you had to pass a test, and I hadn't passed a test since the last Emergency Broadcast. All was not a loss, for there are loopholes in all rules. I offered a kid five bucks for his ticket. but he just said. Learn to ski. you loser! I thought about impaling him with my ski pole, but I knew that would give him great delight. So I decided the only way to make the monster hill was to cross the intermediate hill. Once there. I headed down. I started picking up some serious speed. I was shooshing, slaloming, moguling. I was in the air. I was in some serious mess. I was airborne. I was coming down hard. I was breaking my legs. Waiting for the ski patrol. Some beach-blonde advertising CB. concern dripping from her mascaraladen eyebrows, squealing. Like, wow. are you O.K.? Sure. babe. No problem. Hey. I'm a sportsman by nature, you know. Right: With swan-like grace. Mike Clemente performs a daffy. Mike was known as the master at Boston Mills: he came, he saw, (he scoffed), and he conquered. Outside It All ' i i 'Jii tSki � ::P- % 13 ? 4Jfeta ___ ; . j € ft ,T !▼ f np 1 .. , ,k ■ • r ■ T’ t S «f ; 4H 4 W If Above: Tricia Deningci iaughs as she witnesses Mike Owendoff slip and fall on his way to the lodge. Tricia herself has wiped out several times, but she explains, I take it with a grain of salt. Left Paul Minnillo cuts across the grain, leaving a spray of ice crystals in his wake. Paul offers advice to beginners, who have not the poise and finesse that he has: When in doubt, go back to the lodge, and try not to fall on your way there. Sk i Club Right As Fr. Kleinhcn sneaks away. Jim Hlavaty must explain the quadratic formula to Aaron Douglass. Right NHS member John Platek passes out the programs for the fall play. Ushering at such events, the Society has established an extensive service program. 8elow right Even a Latin scholar such as Phil Mohr must confer with Mrs. Colleen Mahon on the gerund gerundi vc difference. Despite her promotion of tutoring. the early mornings began to wear down Mrs. Mahon, the tutors, and tutees alike. HELP! Volunteers proselytize St. Hyacinth, provide cure for Latinaholics. The secret meeting convened once again under the direction of Ms. Pat Gaski in a secluded location. The members of the Society entered and sat together in a circle. President Mark Vacha discoursed on the upcoming events to the school elite. I think maybe we. ah. we could organize some sort of. ah. something in lines of a service activity, and also. ah. something, ah. regarding social activity. Mark, what do you mean social activity? asked the party-seeking Pat McIntyre. I was thinking perhaps that we could get together with the National Honor Society chapters of our sister schools in some sort of function. Maybe a dance? Ms. Gaski jumped in. Well, anyway. do we have any volunteers to go to St. Hyacinth for the information night? Oh. thanks. What is your name? Bob Wemys Voth. Telephone ... telephone ... t i ¥ I h. my name is John. I'm vjfourteen. and I'm a Latinaholic. I OD’d on ablative absolutes. Yeah. I denied it at first. But who was I trying to kid? My breath gave me away. One night. I came to the cold realization that I was a flunkie. So I joined this group, on my own ... OK. my mom forced me. but who cares? At least, now I know I have a problem, and I need help! It was another classic case of Latin dropout. Sweeping the school like the plague, the disease rampaged little freshmen and sophomores. Then there came two leaders who stepped forth to say. You're the disease, and I'm the cure. The prescription: Mrs. Colleen Mahon and Mr. Tony Antonelli. It was another job for early morning tutoring. A place where all those Latinaholics and mathaholics could come to discuss their problems on passive periphrastics and quadratic equations. IS Below Even though Pythagoras proved it thousands of years ago. Andrew Hlabsc reviews the proof for the Pythagorean theorem with Kevin Clifford. All Kevin wanted to know was How does this help me in the real world? Above: Mike Carlin finds his hands more than full trying to explain the passive periphrastic to John Lyon. Mike so wittily commented, This MOST be understood by you.” NHS Front: Bob Voth. Rick Hoy. Mark H Vacha. Tyronn Bell, Bill Spcllacy, Dave Maher. Jeff Kho; Row 2: CJ Nock. Kevin Bolan. Tim Kulbago, Paul Bonus. John Gannon. Gary Antomus. Kevin McGrath; Row 3: Marty Kearney. Brian Amer. Chris Brainard. Matt Winchester, Matt Rossman, Tom Nowakowskl. Bob Wen, Terry Alkasab. Moderator Ms Pat Gaski; Row 4: Dave Burgess. Ed Lee. Tonv Kellers. Georqe Smirnoff, Pat McIntyre. Fadi Khoury; Row 5: John Platek, Thomas F. Comerford. Mike Moloney. Guy Fabe. Walden Siew. Mike McNulty: Back: Jim Bokisa. Charlie Rego. Kevin Sexton Tutoring V 149 1 They turned off the heat. I was cold and tired. I prepared to leave the office, my work unfinished. Before locking up. I acti ductus Neptuno ...I have to memo- Kanuch, will you accept the charge? rize this Latin, so I can't come down Wait—he accepts the charge-tomorrow . Besides, I have to Tom, join the Koop— prepare for a debate, write a paper, Tom, this is Mike. God, do I vated the answering machine on my watch the Browns' game, eat lunch, have to do some work? Why do I desk. No one is here. Leave your make up a Biology lab, ktl. Bye. have to work? I won't be there. This name and message at the tone.' I Tom, this is Bobby. As soon as sucks. Why am I an editor? I don't was very tired. As soon as I walked cross country is over I'll be up there want to be an editor. I just want to out of the office. I heard the phone every day. I promise. get into Holy Cross. ring. I kept walking. Tom. Tim. CJhh. (allegro) I have Tom. Chris again. I borrowed a “Tom, Duane here. I have to rake play practice ... but I'll be there, quarter from a bag lady. I'll be there the leaves, cut the grass, and go to I've written fifty articles. Did you tomorrow, and I'll get the receipt to an orthodontist appointment, like them? I recorded everything in De Vinne. I think there's a football Besides, some lady just totalled my my notepad, because ... See you game tonight. tomorrow. Tom. this if Father Styles. I've re- Tom. Ceeej. Tell De Vinne I'm ceived complaints. You have been gonna deck him in football. Oh, by here too late at night. Maybe we the way, I'll be out of town the next could actually DOOOOOOOOOOOO three weeks. Hope you make the something BEFORE the deadline. deadline. Tom, this is your dad. Remem- Bob again. I won't be up there her? Are you going to eat dinner at 'till wrestling is over, but I did sell home in the next year sometime? some ads. “I have a collect from Chris car. I won't be in there tomorrow. “Hi Tom, this is Charlie. How are things going? I'd really like to buckle down and get some work done. I'll be there tomorrow. Don't be angry; things aren't as bad as they seem. Tell Ed we should go to the basketball game.” “Tom, this is Ed. I handed all the assignments to Schaeffer. Laocoon How old are you? Where are you going to college?’' Above. Feigning business work, Chris Kanuch types the recent additions to the Koop Klub record stock. Chris juggled his time being business editor for the yearbook and being co-founder, president. etc., for the Klub. I need extra-curriculars for college. he explained. Right Backed against the fence by a mob of flag corps beauties. Duane Wolff, pho- I tographer. tries to snap some pictures to hang up on his bedroom wall. Said Duane about the experience. My hair looked awesome. k Maybe we could DO something. UNCHAINED 150 Outside It All 8elow When Tom Comerford arrived and diacovered someone attempted to clean the office, he ordered all staff members to make waste and litter the floor. Tom needed his slave-woman Ezra to carry out such mundane tasks as yearbook editing. Left- This article stinks. Everything’s mispclled. Charlie Rego comments. Mr. Daniel Rourke, the article's author, lifted an eyebrow and smacked Charlie on the head with a Whitcsnake album. Right: Barry Alvis drives to the baseline past the lead-footed Joe's defender. Barry's all-world moves and pick-pockety hands gave him many easy layups in the open court. King Arthur Around this part of town, he is King Arthur and his Court is Sullivan Gym. Although this season has been average. Mr. Arthur keeps the proper perspective. Tough schedules: It’s very difficult—more so for the kids than for me. You have to be ready to play every game because of the program we have, the schedule we play, and our past successes. People put a lot of pressure on the kids. You have to be realistic. Highlights: The win over Joe’s was by far a great victory. Then the Ed’s and Padua games were exceptional in that our kids came back after losing to them earlier. Lowlights: Turnovers and being outrebounded at crucial times. Critics: It’s easy to get critical, but most people have been supportive all season. Above: With hla usual strong pep talks. Coach LarTy Arthur talks strategy for the neat half. Outside It All r MAGIC Blue and gold flooded the floor. The clock shows 0:00. Mike Spellacy is quietly trying to gain his composure as he walks aimlessly around mid-court. 2000 screeching, yelling, frenzied fans are anxiously awaiting the final moments, the last battle, the thrilling climax. Near the St. Joe's bench coach Mike Moran calmly wipes the sweat off his forehead. Inside himself, however, he feels the tremendous fright of another crushing defeat at the hands of an archrival. How can this be? he asks himself. A game that clearly seemed in the Vikings’ control has suddenly come down to two final shots. Near the home bench, coach Larry Arthur patiently awaits what he hopes will be another stunning upset of the city's top-ranked team. Around him the other players gather. filled with excitement and anticipation. Hope is the pervasive mood. The smell of victory lurks. Mike steps up to the foul line. The crowd begins to come alive. In the stand, hands are clasped, praying fervently for Mike to hit these two foul shots. On the Joe's side, arms are waving wildly in the air. The noise deafens. All they want is one miss. Just one miss and the game goes into overtime. Two misses and it's a Viking victory. Now is the time. Although there is no one within thirty feet of him. Mike can feel the pressure of an entire school resting on his shoulders. The referee hands him the ball. Mike dribbles a few times, then holds the ball close to his chest. After a long, deep breath. Mike eyes the basket. He releases the ball. After what feels an eternity, the ball rattles around the rim. and then—it drops! The score is tied. 54-54. The crowd is on its feet. The Sullydome is rockin'. Could this be another miracle on West 30th? The game is coming down to one final shot. No longer will people remember the fadeaway jumps of Ed Saxon, the magic ball handling of Bill Gilroy, the defensive prowess of Barry Alivs. Long since forgotten have been the clutch rebounds of John Roggenburk. the lay ups of Pat Kennedy, and the tremendous off-the-bench play of Jamie Hanna. All that matters now is whether or not that Spalding goes through the net on the next shot. Mike steps up to the line. On one side, there is the smell of upset; on the other, the smell of stinging defeat. Mike takes the ball from the referee. He dribbles ... pauses ... then shoots. Swish! We win! Blue and gold supporters have flooded the floor. Mike cannot evade the rush of fans. The Joe's crowd exits quietly. It was the best of times. Below Hey. c'mon. lei me out of here. demands court general Ed Action Saxton as he elbows his way out past a wounded Eagle. Ed's superior ball skills made it almost impossible to stop his magic moves to the hoop. Right Ready. Aim. Fire. When time stood still, a shooter named Mike Spellacy proved his blood really is made of ice and sunk two free throws to down Number One St. Joe's. The win preserved the sanctity of Sullivan Gym for one more year against the pagan Vikings. A Varsity Basketball 1 r 153 FRANTIC It was the worst of times. Below: Looking to pass the ball upfield. Bill Gilroy is confronted by the more urgent problem of a pair of defenders. Though only a junior. Bill proved to be a reliable part of an explosive offense. Above: Pat Kennedy eyes the basket in pursuit of hoop at the foul line. Pat's excellence at the line all season kept the team dose in many games that shouldn't have been close. It's the day after. The hangover has set in. After wild partying the night before, reality has hit. Nothing could have been better than the buzz of St. Joe's defeat. Nothing. Yet now it is time for another game, another challenge. Now the team must travel to Parma to take on the always tough Redmen. As if that weren't bad enough, the Redmen also have a great incentive to win: revenge. They are still smoldering from last year's final defeat. As is commonplace on the day after. there is a slow start out of the gate. Parma quickly jumps to a ten point lead. An upset is brewing, and the Parma faithful know it. Their excitement bubbles as they extend the lead to twelve with another basket. On the other side, fans look on in shock and gloom. This isn't just another team. This is undefeated and highly-touted Parma. After a time out. Ed Saxon hits a jumper. Then Barry Alvis comes up with a quick steal and basket. Pat Kennedy hits a foul shot, and after another Parma basket. Pat cans a jumper. The lead is down to seven. Time is running out. however. This time a valiant comeback may not be enough. After a three pointer by Kennedy that cuts the lead to four. the two teams trade baskets. Then Alvis comes up with another steal. He dishes to Saxon, who converts the lay-up. The lead is down to two. The crowd has come to life—another miracle? Finally the Cats are forced to foul. Tony Budzik. superstar guard for the Redmen, draws the foul and goes to the line for two. If he makes one. the Cats must come back down and sink a three-pointer to send the game into overtime. If he makes the two. the game is iced. Only four seconds remain. Budzik steps up to the foul line. He is handed the ball. With tremendous calm, he takes a few dribbles, then shoots. Swoosh. Parmanians go into hysteria. One more and they will have upset the number one team in the area. Budzik steps to the line ... and sinks it. Frenzy erupts on the Parma side. Meanwhile. Barry Alvis dribbles downcourt and adds a layup to score the final margin. The scoreboard reads Parma: 60; Ingatius: 58. Pink flamingoes and white socks are flying everywhere. The first loss has come. Depression hits suddenly. The ecstasy of one night has turned to sorrow. it was tne worst or times. VARSITY BASKETBALL Front: Manager Mike Bobal, Mark Becker. Barry Alvis. Bill Gilroy. Pal Kennedy, Ed Saxton. John Delaney. Rory Fitzpatrick. Chris Spear Back: Assistant Coach Frank O'Brien. Mike Spellacy, Kevin McGrath. Eric Zelis, Ken DeMichael. Todd Zledonis. John Roggenburk. Jamie Hanna. Mike Takac, Head Coach Larry Arthur Outside It All Left John Roggenburk uses his size and natural ability to aid him in his quest for the rebound of a missed shot. These qualities allowed John to be outstanding all season and were an asset to the entire team. Below: All eyes are on Ed Saxton as he skies to grab a rebound in the game against St. Ed's. A sellout crowd and local television audience watched as Ed put on a show comparable to that of Magic Johnson throughout the game. His 31 points and defensive prowess earned him player of the week honors in the Plain Dealer. Varsity Basket bail 155 Outside It AH Forgive them tor they know not what they do. Below: The Elements of Style Sokho? You wrote this?” VISTA. Front: James Conway. Tim O'Brien. Pat Killik. Bill Mitchell Row 2: Kevin Keating, Terty Alkasab, Bob Forsythe. Matt Monos. Mike Yap. Row 3: Dan Gojdos. Geoff Neri. Sokho Moon. John Becker. Tom Comerford. Ed Scardon. Just when you thought the air waves were safe ... A high-pitched. nasal voice squeaked across the announcements. And. to much dismay, it wasn't Fr. Styles. Oh. no! It's Vista! Stomachs turned, heads tossed, and eyes rolled. The agony was so great that some have said that even Julio the Wonderdog turned in his grave. The Vista announcement had reached an all-time low. Somebody was doing a Don Corleone impersonation. But the way he did it gave the impression that Don Corleone was being grabbed by some mobster. Lord, forgive them for they know not what they do. Geoff Meri, editor-in-chief, moaned in a tone of repressed passion. Not only did he have to commandeer the (dis)able-bodied staff for the vacant Mrs. Mary Ann Bialosky, he even had to put up with the likes of Kevin P. Keating, Ed Vinarcik. and Terry Alkasab. In his futile attempts to put out a magazine by the end of this century. Geoff gleaned the sparse crop of writing for something with the slightest hint of creativity. What he found was not very promising. The submissions were so bad that they brought Geoff to his knees, begging his friends to just write something .. . anything! He did like one: Hey, this poem is great! It's something bout a futuristic sex-induced world, where alien women roam around subjugating men to their every desire. Who wrote this? Sokho? You wrote this? Vista 157 158 Outside It All Right: Contemplating how to vote on a bill proposed by Cuba. Ryan Tate reads a counterproposal submitted by the U.S.S.R. JCWA afforded students the op portunity to learn and debate different countries' foreign policies. Above Orator Rick Squire delivers a rousing speech in favor of his resolution for the United States. Delegates must give pro and con speeches in accordance with their delegations' views on world issues. JCWA Front: Ryan Tate. Noel Juigilon. Eric Tabora. Ryan Kenealy: Row 2: Ray Metzger Jeff Hamman. Bill Barrett. Robert Yap. Row 3: John Reilly. Ed Scordon. Brion Amer. Mike Carlin, Mike Mendoza. Bob Wen; Row 4: Ed Baugh. Geoff Nerl. Orrick Nepomuccno. Walden Siew. Dave Portorreal; Row 5: John Pavlovich. Matt Seeley. Rich Squire. Ken Rohr. Sang Kim: Back: Jeff Scullin. John Bonkowski. John Pcllechia. Jim Cavanaugh ERIE Assaulting Gannon, Gen. Art Thomas ordered his troops, “Demonstrate excellence! And do it legally!“ The delegates assembled in an impressive formation under the command of wing general Art Bigger Thomas. After gathering rations at the local Arby's. the troops marched to the fortified camp grounds at Gannon, the haven of higher education. And the girls from Erie were not to be found. Before launching an all-out frontal assault, Gen. Thomas ordered the troops. Demonstrate excellence! And do it legally! With those inspiring words, the young students convened in the auditorium to listen to a matronly charity worker speaking about the way to peace through song. Singing to the tune of When the Saints Come Marching In. John Beeker waved an American flag and Tom McGowan blew a horn. And Geoff Neri covered his head. Elsewhere, an embarrassed English teacher hid in the stands, while the rest of the auditorium burst into laughter. In committee sessions, the delegates demonstrated excellence and jockeyed into position to scout prospective dates for the evening Delegate Dance. Back at the hotel, the weary youths lounged about after the opening ceremonies. And Commando Flando roamed the halls in hot pursuit of any possible forays. A Quality Inn security officer called his partner over the walkie-talkie. Females, very young. Males, very eager. I better check it out. Are you the hall monitor? asked the security officer to an observant Mr. Flandera. I am whatever you may call me.” Indeed, the presence of Commando Flando had created a certain sta-lag environment. Even the Mags girls could not penetrate his defense. What's he doing here? asked one student. I think he is on his second honeymoon, responded another. The finale brought an Honorable Mention for Best Delegation and an elated Mr. Thomas. On the bus ride home, he commended the performance. Excellent. Excellent. Maybe next time, if you show that you have some remote remnants of an IQ. I will let you use the elevators.” Above As late sessions draw to an end. Bob Bucha alleviates his hunger pains with his Bic pen. Boredom often envelops delegates in an unconscious ennui as meetings on delicate issues dead end in stalemates. 1 JCWA VARSITY HOCKEY Front: John Stipanovich. Brian Bdumann. Kcilh Hortigan. Tymkewici. Pal Aerni. Bob Harder, Sean Patrick O'Rourke. Dave Gibel. Rick Simon. Pick, Gregg Geldari. Mike Nagorka. George Head Coach Phil Ryder: Back: Nick Basel. Joseph Rehor; Row 2: Pat McIntyre. Coticchia. Matthew Gibel Colin Scully. Anthony DiGiacomo. Nick SHUTOUT It hadn't happened since the winter of 42. Above Center Nick Stipanovich speeds past a Redmen defender in pursuit of another goal. Nick led the team to a 5-3 victory against the lower bracket rival Parma. the first place Blue West division team. It hadn't happened since FDR was in the Oval Office. It hadn't happened since this country was in a world war. It hadn't happened since Fr. Styles had a full head of hair. And that was a long way back! All the way back to the winter of '42. when some guy named Hermie was reading dirty magazines and when the hockey team captured its last championship. Undoubtedly the best of this year's teams in all sports, the hockey team has skated its way to the top of school pride. Normally, hockey would be just another P.A. announcement bungled by Mr. Flandera; but with disappointments in football and basketball, many students took to the ice for some sports action. Commented strongman Pat McIntyre. It's great. People actually know that hockey is not only played in Canada. I mean last year many students did not even know hockey existed, let alone that it was a high school sport. Indeed, it is. With last year's Baron's Cup and this year's division title, hockey has found a place to stay, and as all you icers at heart know, hockey is the only true winter sport around. The road to the title convened at Brooklyn Recreation Center with Blue East league leaders. Bay High and our icers. under the coaching of Phil Ryder, meeting for an all-or-nothing showdown. In the end, we took all; and Bay took nothing .. . but humiliation and defeat. It was a killing, a rout, a shellacking within three periods. By the end of the second period, the white flags were waving, the Red Cross called out. and the champagne put on ice. During those 45 minutes of play, the Icers scored a touchdown and shut down the Rockets like the unused launch pad at Cape Canaveral in the 7-0 blowout. Much credit goes to goaltender Gregg Geldart. who blocked 27 shots and did not let one puck pass his gloved hands. His allround blanket over the net is about as foolproof as Ms. Goebel's surveillance of the halls. He leaves opponents with that same feeling experienced with their girlfriend—turned down. Challenged Gregg. Hit me with your best shot. The offense flowed in spurts and from young blood. The sophomore line of Brian Baumann. Pat Aerni. and Sean Pick slapped in five goals and gave Gregg a cushion to work with. Colin Scully, George Basel, and Matt Gibel finished off the slaughter with a goal a piece. Outside It All VARSITY HOCKEY 88 Olmttrd « � Kent ffoOMMff' Ai imi ••fU'On U' U .nr.l. enl —niter, Cup CKJtnpa Ap l ars Yy Hockey 1 Out of a cloud of ice-chips came the puck. The clock read 2:49. Gregg Geldart stood in a relaxed position, hiding his tension from the crowd and himself, and looked down to the other end of the rink. He couldn't tell exactly what was going on. but it looked like a lot of bodies colliding with each other, then moving back out. then crunching one another in the center again. What they were doing held very little reason to him. so. to prepare himself for the inevitable, he dug out the ice around the goal with his skates. Suddenly, on a breakaway pass, two opponents were skimming down the ice. with one leer between them, who was trying to cover both men simultaneously. He did not hold malice towards the opposing team. Gregg knew that they were doing their job. and he had to do his. There was. however, one element on the ice he did hate, which hated him mutually, and that was the puck. Gregg blinked, and in that millisecond. as if out of spite, the puck disappeared. Though it seemed as if the whole action was going in slow motion. Gregg knew he had close to no time to decide what to do. His muscles froze and his mind wandered. And then he saw the little black circle resting on the ice. and the grim reaper with skates standing over it. raising his scythe over his head, ready to cut down life with one slapshot. Without thinking. Gregg moved twenty-five inches over to face fate. He was not Gregg Geldart anymore: he was a wall, newly cemented, surrounding the goal, ready to sacrifice itself. The attacker swung low. letting all the fury of the stick out on the puck, and catching some ice with the swing. The blood coursing through Gregg’s arteries was replaced with adrenalin, as he focused his eyes on the launch pad thirty feet away from him. Out of the cloud of ice chips came the puck, flipping over and over and never retaining one solid route. Soon, it became a bullet. then a missile, and finally an eclipse. No anticipation, only instinct. Like a man possessed. Gregg stretched every muscle, tendon, and ligament in his body, doing the splits and reaching out with his left arm to an approximate puck arrival spot. On his knees. Gregg got a chance to look in his mitt. The puck rested there, in all it's odium. The clock read 2:38. Gregg, do you ever surprise yourself? In his own words. Often. Above: Goalie Gregg Geldart tries to fire up a weary Sean Pick after many uncontested shot by the swift St. Ed' team. A leading defensive player. Sean earns the right to take a breather or two. Outside It All Left: The puck flew high as the two first place teams met on the rink for bragging rights in the lower bracket. The leers captured a close victory with strong defense by Pat McIntyre, who offered his body to the winning cause vs. Parma. I The Ice Man He’s well-dressed, well-groomed, and, well, he's a winner. In just four years, he has revamped the hockey team to the top of the ice. Stressing the fundamentals and good checking. Mr. Phil Ryder has coached his way to the Division Title. Strategy: We have very strong defense teams. Basically, I stress that the kids employ a triangle on the Ice at all times, shutting off any penetration on the wings. Offense: We score by speed and positioning. We aren't bruisers: we are burners. Progressively from three years ago. the teams have become smaller and faster. We can outskate most teams now. Character: This team plays better together than any other team I've coached. There are no superstars but no weak players. Plus, a good goalie helps. Above: The dapper coach. Mr. Phil Ryder, watches Intently aa the team plays short-handed for two minutes. A Varsity Hockey 1 They do things above and beyond the call of duty. CARE Below Mr. Karl Ertle, a chun-tzu kind-of-guy. prepares some last minute details for the month's SCIP agenda. Jockeying both Sophomore Service and SCIP. Mr. Ertle found himself with hardly a free minute. They pick apples. They move people. They collect cans at the Browns-Steelers game. They do things above and beyond the call of duty. They shun self acclaim for the satisfaction of helping others in need. They skip the unnecessary formalities of other extra-curriculars. inviting all to join with no strings attached. They are members of something called SCIP. The annual Senior-Faculty Basketball Game had been postponed amidst the angry protest of C.J. Nock. Rumor had it that the teachers were stalling for the return of the Hammer. Mr. Harry VandeVelde. from Aussie land. No matter, the canned food drive was still a huge successs. The stockpile next to Mr. Karl Ertle’s office door looked as if we were preparing for a nuclear war. In a sense, we were preparing for a war ... a war against hunger. Right Once a duck, always a duck. Anay Schoeffler shows that he is quite goofy about helping the clothes drive for the needy. Andy even found a nice blouse— either for his sister or himself. Outside It All r Once again. Mr. Ertle undertook the community program along with the Sophomore Service program. Under his direction, a new tutoring program was expanded in affiliation with the National Honor Society. After school, ready and willing students from local schools trekked to West 30th on the RTA to get tutoring in various subjects such as English and math. For the first year, the response was favorable, and many students went home less confused than before. Each month the SCIP bulletin was sent out for upcoming activities. Student coordinators Pete Dant and C.J. Nock made sure the agenda was straight. Together, they made a good couple. Pete could always keep C.J. in line when he proposed such things as a tree planting out on the mall. overwhelm- The response was ing. We even surpassed our goal because of the generosity ot the students. 1 165 S.C.I.P. Above Mr. Buzzelli gives some constructive criticism to an unreccptive Terry Coyne. Terry performed superbly as captain on the speech team and was again nationally ranked in extemporaneous speaking. a b,g, n BRIEFS butterball driving into that Tunnel of Love. The turkey was stuffed, cooked. and eaten on a Thursday in November. the day when we all give thanks in honor of those lonely pilgrims. All the cranberry sauce, bread, and potatoes had been downed within a matter of minutes. And the traditional NFL doubleheader had been played. Meanwhile, two diehard debaters. Ed Lee and Joe Vavpetic. were preparing reams and reams of briefs for military intervention in Latin America. Soviet global expansion, and an assortment of other useless pieces of evidence that only debaters could ever need. And in response to Mr. Buzzelli's Christmas wish for a committed debate team, captain Ed Lee rebutted. I think we should commit our coach ... to an institution. Such wit and dedication. along with a 35 MPH speaking style, earned this debate duo a qualification to the National Tournament. The first team ever to accomplish this feat under the Buzzelli Era. Yes. folks, the Speech and Debate Team was on its way to the annual Turkey Day Tournament. And a big Italian butterball was driving into that tunnel of love. Terry Coyne, extemper extraordi- naire was off in Room 321 delivering his first speech. The Ayatollah Khomeini celebrated Thanksgiving this year without turkey. According to the Ayatollah, all the turkeys were still in Washington. Such catchy intros boosted Terry to 4th in the national rankings. He even tried his hand at extemp-debate, a new event originated by Ed Lee last year. Having challenged Mr. Buzzelli to a few heated debates. Terry commented. I only ask that the registration get in on time. Elsewhere, the Marks brothers. Vacha and Haas, were holding one last pep talk in the boy's john. M. Haas asked. You OK in there? M. Vacha was preparing his original oratory on the Meaning of Success, while M. Haas was rehearsing his dramatic cutting about an AIDS victim. Back in the prep room, foreign extempers Ron Kolengowski and George Smirnoff were adding the Final touches to their speeches. Concluded Ron. ... and the use of more CD's can swallow the huge budget deficit in the near future. And judgees Steve Tomasik with wife Liz with friend Liz were scouting the fine talent. SPEECH AND DEBATE. Front: Dan Zw tiling. Shawn Barnes. Mr David Walson S.J.. Mr. Joseph Buzzelli. Thad Calabrese. Paul Kangas. Mark Haas. Row 2: John McGuire. Mark Vacha. Phil Tomsik. Sokho Moon, Mike Sassano. Audi Lazdinis. Paul Kangas. Rey Bosita. Mickey McNamara: Back: Tom Cozzens. Ryan Barton. Chris Corrigan. Robert Yap. Terry Coyne. Joe Vavpetic. George Smirnoff. Ed Lee. k Outside It All v Hard work and nice suite make a good debate team. Joe Vavpetic and Ed Lee won tournament after tournament on route to a second district victory. They also qualified for Nationals. Speech Debate r-i Below Though hard-pressed for new Ideas, Joe Vavpetic maintains his optimistic disposition. Realizing that his joke wasn't funny, Joe blushes before his colleagues and returns to business. Right Mr. Jim Toman indicates what will be done to the wretched beasts at the student assembly. Having written the new Constitution. Mr. Toman has acted as the Founding Father for Student Senate and tireless leader, who has kept the revolutionary spirit alive. Far Right: Mark Priemcr and Joe Vavpetic, in good jest, propose a Valentine's Day Dance: but taking them seriously. Pat Kennedy ardently begins to make plans. Despite nearly happening. the dance became what Joe and Mark originally intended: a bad joke. Cornpipe in mouth, coffee mug in hand. iipvo you want creme-filled or -J glazed? asks Student Senate President John Samenuk. proving once again the business of the school is in good hands. It is round with a hole in the center. It is the nucleus, the very heart of Student Senate activities. Without it. there would be no Homecoming dance, no intramurals, and no pop in the vending machines. It composes the very fiber of the Senate. It is the donut, man s gift to hungry policemen. When you see the Student Senate scurry off from their last class to their oval office on the third floor of the Science Building (for those who don't know where the heck it is), you may think that your vote did make a difference the last year. You may think that these dedicated and punctual senators just can't wait to plan more Valentine's Day Dances. You may even think that there is some important meeting for student exchanges. Although all those reasons may be in part half true, the main reason you see the representative run for the third floor is simple: to get the good donuts before J.T. eats them all. The gavel sounds and the senators begin to file in for a typical meeting. Twenty-four guys lounging around a room: Steve Schlageter, asleep in the La-Z-Boy recliner; Mike Buddie shooting nerf-hoops from the three-point line; and everybody else laughing and hurling donuts across the room . . . except for Jeff Auletta. who is finishing up next month’s biology assignment. You would think it were a party ... maybe because, well, it is. Then J.T. enters the room. With corn pipe in mouth and coffee mug in hand, he calls out. Now is this any way for fine fellows to act? And in fine unison. the senators respond. Yes. J.T. Then the party begins once again. Outside It All Left Sophomore officers Ryan Dawson, Sean Pick, and Chris Evans put the school's money to good use by guzzling gallons of pop. Under the leadership of these students, the sophomore class led the school in spirit and participation, by far exceeding the apathetic, and somewhat pathetic, juniors. Below Phil Mohr realizes he has lapsed again into verbose loquacity as his fellow senators begin to doze. His garrulous Southern drawl and extemporaneous eloquence distinguish him from the rest of the Northern-speaking student body. 1 Student Senate Maybe someday all this will mean something. B-MAN Below John Riley concentrates intently on the screen as he prepares to break Into the story file of the Mew York Times. Always the pirate. John says. I’ve boarded and pillaged more than Blackbeard ever dreamed of. TYPE FILENAME Computer Club (Whirr.) ?SYNTAX ERROR Look familiar? To some of us. computers are the essence of malevolence embodied in a plastic casing, staring out with one oversized eye. Contempt is the only emotion felt for these technical beasts, which deliberately try to ruin your efforts and your grades. Your report is ruined, and the computer gets off scot free, as if it were your fault. Then others believe computers are purely benign machines, products of man. existing only to help mankind. Neatness, security, speed, and accuracy in one slick package. Whatever your personal feelings, computers are the future. Either learn to use them, or fall behind. The Computer Club is a group of students who not only enjoy computers. but who intend to be in front of the pack. Just because they are the Computer Club doesn't mean they are computer geniuses, nor do they possess an inherent ability to use the computer. People go into the club knowing less than a two-year old about computers, but through practice, experience, and conference with others, they'll be ready for the computerized world of the future. January 22. 1988. The basement of the Science Building. Room 101. It is standing room only, as students pack their way into the room, wading through a dense jungle of mathematical mobiles. Sweat begins to form on their brow, caused by the thick layers of clothing they're wearing. It is the anniversary of the Roe V. Wade Supreme Court decision, which legalized abortion. A general atmosphere of tension permeates the room, as a small man with a mustache enters the room, smiling and squinting. That was the cue. Those sitting stood and pushed with the others out the doors, where their tropical warmth was assuaged, and soon completely frosted with the numbing winds and the occasional snowflake. Still, they marched on. The trek was arduous, but it was just part of the job. Over seventy-five students. in what is normally a reticent group, voiced their anger, both physically and verbally, against the decision made over fifteen years ago. Three students spoke to the huddled masses at Public Square. The group knows nothing will be changed immediately, and maybe not even for years. But then again, maybe someday, all this will mean something. Above: Craig Kandiko learns the technical aspects of word processing on the Apple Macintosh. The Computer Club is an organization for learning: it teaches its members important tricks of the trade. COMPUTER CLUB Tony Kellers. Ian Tom Allen. Mr. Joseph Kolman. John Riley. Kimbrell. Craig Kandiko. Lorenzo Grooms. Steven Szijarto. Pat Casa. ► l70jd Computer Club Above: Braced against the cold wind. Steve Braat. Steve Lavelle. and Rcy Bosita give their earnest attention to a vehement argument against abortion. Steve. Steve, and Rey were three of eighty-one student Pro-Lire supporters who spent an afternoon at the rally on Public Square. Left: ”1 am strictly against abortion, because ... because it s just bad. that's why.” Sokho Moon extemporizes to a crowd of Pro-Life supporters. Sokho captivated the crowd not only with his speech, but also with his limpid hand gestures. 171 riU TTmTST © FROSH BLUE BASKETBALL 88 Nmw • -VW cv-ntmr 'j U CfcvfAimf MnjMi 1 41 •VI V -k V. U U Wihn JV-tt- • w � 7 in.r. i • CfMul CmImi. ■ i7 OvrlanJ fWjnr. M M r-i.J-.f 47 fly'--• (VW- V Mob z.- n SrruAjtv-IV 57 -rs jkl'HOOrf 60 W S •- - • 49 1 “Wornt «viOr Mr� jM TtHuroinwir - win. 15 LOSS: 1 ] — FRESHMAN BLUE BASKET8ALL Front: Hugh Hunt. George Brunccz. Matt Rice, John Tim Sorge. Leo Congeni. Mike Kren Mark Malloy. Trent Zenkewicz. John Kenny. Dan DeFronco. Chris Connell, Tony Stringer. Ma Patacca. Coach Mark Richards son Wynocker. Reuben Anderson. Back: Above: An intense Commando Flando orders the team. “Retreat. Retreat. Retreat. Taking over the helm of the Gold Team. Mr. Flandera has found a new area to order more people around while getting paid to do it. 1 % efense! Defense! Defense! L Where's the defense!? shouts coach Mark Richards to his freshman roundballers. Coming from grade school, most players only know how to do one thing: score. But it's a different game now. This is high school, the real thing. Just making the team is an accomplishment. Freshmen quickly learn what high school basketball is all about as they go into the run down Carroll Gym each day for practice. This isn't CYO. One player can no longer dominate a game. Teams win games now. not individual players. The blue team learned this lesson well. The combination of John Malloy's inside work of rebounding and scoring, along with Mark DeFranco's ballhandling. Leo Congeni's defense. Tony Stringer's hustle, and Trent Zenkewicz's shotblocking led the team to a dominating 15-1 season. Nearly everyone got into every game; eight to ten players typically got in the books. Despite recurring problems, the gold team managed an outstanding 11-6 record. A mid-season coaching change saw Mr. Thomas Flandera taking the reins. The long-range bombs of David Jakubs, the strong rebounding of Brian McGinty. the ballhandling of Tom Stringer, and the inside play of Tony Hlavaty and Jay Miller demonstrated what persistence and determination could do. FRESHMAN GOLD BASKETBALL Front: Brian Minerd. Tom Stringer. Mat Milligan, Lam Daniels. Chris Cahill. Brett Donelon. Joe Radigan. Jason Salupo Back: Coach Craig Wesemeyer, Roman Dowhaniuk. Dave Jacubs. Tony Hlavaty. Ryan Grabow. Jay Miller. Brian McGinty. Adrian Koonce 112a Outside It All Frosh Basketball PUMP Loft: Forwards Dave Jakubx and Jay Miller box out their man and soar high for the rebound. Below. In the paint. Trent Zenkewicz cuts through the top of the key for an open J. FROSH COLD BASKETBALL Pjr iw eiytu 1 jtr.ocU- Right In an attempted takedown. Ed Grecol locks a struggling opponent in his unshakable grip. Agility is an essential factor for sophomores who wish to become varsity wrestlers. Below Chris Lyons instinctively avoids a takedown. Natural ability and superior training sparked Chris's successful season. Tf ujTJTSI FRESHMAH WRESTLlXi S8 Ou ' _££ 24 24 M .Jixirl 4} 44 0 rn CAik IS IjmArJ 37 — MANIA s “r The mats are rolled. The gear strapped on. And whistle blown. The formula is simple: kill or be killed. To stay alive, you must survive wrestle-off. The members of the JV wrestling team have no other choice. The bottom line is: win wrestle-off and wrestle varsity: lose wrestle-off and wrestle junior varsity. Losing wrestle-off is by no means an easier road for the JV wrestler, for the level of competition is just as great as the varsity. Practices are held with the varsity team with the likes of the Collinses. Mike Buddie, and Bob Voth. Only injury can open up a spot for the unfortunate wrestler behind this impressive four. Just ask Casey Baker, the best wrestler on the JV team who has an impressive undefeated record but who has the dubious privilege of wrestling behind the Collinses at 160 lb. Casey, who spars with Joe Collins during practice, claims. Practices make JV meets seems like taking a snooze. Light-weight Tim Mislansky agrees. Being on the JV team is just as grueling as the varsity level, but you don't wrestle on the varsity level in meets. But every day of the school week, it's out of the burner and back in the oven. The JVer's powered their way to an impressive 6-1 record with the only loss to St. Ed's in a tough 31-37 decision. The loss of an injureed Bob Voth stole JV star Chris Lyons to the varsity level and stole what probably would have been the clincher to a JV win. Being a JVer does reap some rewards, although. Hard work and perseverance do not go overlooked. Bob Ritt and Ed Grecol joined the varsity team for districts after an intense series of wrestle-off. FRESHMAN WRESTLING. Front: Derek Hobe. Mark Mathew . John Forristal. Pat Ryan. Marcel Mylen. Mike Knopf. Greg Vacha. David Hardin: Row 2: Coach Jim Whitford. Parry Daiuto. Tom Rochek. Mike Ritt, Steve Zalar. Matt Cole. Joshua Miklowski, Thad Calabrese. Lorenzo Grooms. Aaron Chen; Row 3: Joe Ktlroy. Samir Shaw. Dion Reilly. John Leigh. Ja son Clower. Charles Celebrexze. Brian Hastings. Bruce Cancasci. David Jersan. Eric Chebo Back: Phil Suchma. Stephen French. Dan Szuch. Brian Bradesca. Mike Rochford. Zachariah Miklowski. Jeff Brenner. Terence Bizga. Pat Grady. Angelo Russo. John Manis • 1 JIINIOR VARSITY nr WRESTUHG 80 1 Hcxr yj J-i so 1 WtM - � « Sr f.r.J'J 37 1 4? ClhXnrl 2S M M r«n'onr Jftf - LOSS 1 Above. Casey Baker inflicts pain on his opponent on his way to a pin. Skillful moves are what separate the men from the boys, and provide a solid foundation for varsity. JV WRESTLING, Front: Ed Grecol. Robert Ritt. Mike McChristal. Peter Novotny. Dave Fago. Tim Koenig. Jeff Bunsey. Sean Roche. John Bradford. Back: Coach Pat Farrell. Pat Shaughnessy. Charles Baker. Dennis Casserly. Chris Lyons. Mike Trovis. Christopher Ross. Jim Pellegrino. Head Coach Mark Avcollie. JV Wrestling 175 BIG TIME Righ! Substitute point guard Brian Spear directs the plays on court. Coming off the bench. Brian spiced things up with 3 points and 7 assists. Above Mike Zidanic shows again why he is Mr. Charge as he leads the way with a big rebound. Keeping the rest of the team cool, Mike eased the fears of an unhappy upset at the hands of Lake-wood by adding in some clutch shots. JUNIOR VARSITY BASKETBALL. Front: Mark Ruddy. Malt Corey. Ryan Spicer. John Mongan. Chris Fletcher. Brian Spear. Pete Fitzpatrick, Mike Rcall; Back: Tim Kennedy. Kevin Ryan. Kevin Neitxel. Emmett Cook. Steve Ehretsman. Pat Friend. Mike Zidanic. Coach Mike Barrett. Coach John Cooney Time is running out. The J.V.'s are in trouble. They are winning by thirty, but they're still in trouble. For there is still one player, one last man. who hasn't scored yet. He furiously tries to get through the traffic underneath the hoop and work for an open shot. The clock is ticking down. 5...4...3...2... 1 ... Our man has got the ball. He shoots. Swish. Now everybody can join in the aftergame celebration. This was not an unusual sight this season. By halftime, the only two items undecided were how much the J.V.'s would win by and whether everybody would get in the book.” Unlike any team to precede them, the J.V.’s so thoroughly dominated that after awhile anyone on the team was capable of being a starter or a consistent player. Even when starting point guard Ryan Spicer was moved up to the varsity, the J.V.’s never skipped a beat. They just continued to roll along, an unstoppable steam train. Games would even become boring. After all, it's no fun to watch a game when you already know who's going to win. Angry fans would demand part of their money back because games were unexciting and unthrilling. What fun is it to watch Brian Spear shoot a jumper when you know it's going in? What excitement is there in seeing a perfect downcourt pass from Kevin Ryan to Chris Fletcher when you know Chris is going to score? So what if Mark Ruddy and Kevin Neitzel snare a rebound? Nobody is going to stop them from getting a rebound, anyway. Did somebody say Mike Zidanic just took a charge? What's so special about that? There's no problem with defense on this team. And who's that little freshman out there? Just because Steve Ehretsman can dribble the length of the floor and then finish it off with a dunk, there's no reason to get excited. Afterall. what do you expect from a freshman? Coached by Mr. John Cooney, the sophomores (and freshman) assembled the greatest season in J.V. history. The hard work and strict discipline paid off. Big time. Outside It All f Left: Against state powerhouse Canton McKinley, high-flying Mark Ruddy slams one home in pursuit of the win. Mark's 13 points helped the team pull away from McKinley during the final quarter in this very close game between Northeastern Ohio's finest J.V. squads. Below A consistent double-digit producer. Chris Fletcher dives past the Ranger defender for 2 of his game-high 24 points. Chris proved to be one of the most reliable scorers all season long. JUNIOR VARSITY What are the two best things at school this year? 1. CLASS OF ’88 2. THE YEARBOOK STAFF Congratulations, Class of 88 and IGNATIAN Staff! The Lee Family Rich 86 Ed 88 178 Advertisements BEST WISHES TO SAINT IGNATIUS INTO A SECOND CENTURY OF EXCELLENCE. CONGRATULATIONS AND BEST WISHES TO WALDEN AND THE CLASS OF 1988 FROM Dr. and Mrs. Lienkong Siew Bennett ’89 Darrick ’91 UPOTffi Anthony F. Kure, D.D.S., Inc. 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If we wish to retain the traditions of our faith, our philosophy must be directed to the education and formation of the total individual. It is a challenge we accept with prayerful anticipation. The Board of Regents of Saint Ignatius High School Chairman of the Board: George J. Hahn. Jr. '55 Charles E. Spa hr Charles J. Hock. Jr. John C. Breen Edward P. Durkin '50 Miss Anne B. O'Donnell William R. Litzler Ex-officio: Bather Robert J. Welsh, S.J. '54 Er. Timothy Shepard, S.J. Fr. John D. Anderson, S.J. Fr. Edmund F. Miller, S.J. Faculty Representative: Mr. 'Thomas Pasko Advertisements 187 GOOD LUCK WILDCATS Panelblac Infra-red Heating Equipment Panel bloc Corporation 12750 Berea Road • Cleveland. 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Anthony J. 42.60.121.122 Aerni. Patrick W. 74.160 Ahn. Steven 74 Ajhahanian. Ed 103 Akiya. Michael S. 84,131 Alkasab. Terry K. 42,60.149.157 Allen. Christopher 27.42.60,64 Allen. Scott F. 84,131 Allen. Thomas 69.170 Allen. Thomas W. 85 Allen, Woody 101 Alvis. Barry E. 64.121.122.152.153,154 Alwan, Samer 42,60 Amberik, Gary J. 84 Ament. Andrew E. 79 Amer, Brian 42.60.143.149,159.204 Anchises, Pater 51 Andrews. Francine 98 Anderson, Patrick J. 79 Anderson. Reuben A. 84 Andrasi, Jerry A. 79,133 Andrews, Francine 98 Andrews. Justin P 64,127 Anthony. Robert N. 84 Antonelli. Anthony 94,96,122.148 Antonius. Gary M. 42.60.149 Arakaki. John 84 Arthur, Larry 94,152,153,154 Arunski, John A. 42,60,145 Aukerman. Ronald 27,42,60 Auletta. Jeffery J. 42,60,204 Aust, Jacob J. 84 Austin, Derek G. 64 Austin. Timothy 64,145 Avcollie, Mark 94,145,173 Averyhart. Todd P. 74 Azusenis, David 64 Baddour, Brian 64.118 Baddour. Karen 137,203 Baker. Charles W. 133.173 Baker. John M. 74.201 Baker, Michael 74,84 Bals, Jerry 96 Banaga. Rogelio B. 74 Bandsuch, Mark 13 Barbar, Jim 56 Barbour. Jim 204 Barcelona. Victor S. 42,60 Barnes. Sean R. 84,129 Barnes, Shawn 84,166 Barnhart, Michael B. 92,131 Barnhouse, James 64 Barni, Joseph E. 74 Baron, Patrick S. 74 Barrett. Mike 166 Barrett, Thomas M. 42.60.122 Barrett. William J. 74,159 Barton, Ryan D. 84,166 Barzdukas, Vidas S. 84 Basel. George C. 74.160,206 Baugh. David L. 64 Bauhof. Albert A. 74 Baumann. Brian J. 74,134.160 Bautista. Jan R. 74 Bautista, Philip R. 84 Baxter. Norman T, 74 Beck, Beth 112.120 Becker. Brian 94,128 Becker, Mark C. 64.124.154 Becker. Noel A. 84 Beegan. Paul R. 64 Beegte, Chris 133 Beeker, John 20.42.60,143,157 Bell, Tyronn J. 42.114,149.160 Bellflower, Michael 74.133 Benander, Vincent 94.104 Benedict. Michaline 98 Bender. Chris 42,60 Benedict, Michaline 96 Bennett. Aldryck G. 64 Bennett. Tony 97 Bergen, Eric J. 64 Bergin, Chris 42,60 Bernardic, Stephen 74.124.125 Bertsch, William R. 64 Best, Robert J. Betz, Kathy 94 Bialosky. Mary Ann 97.151 Bickerstaff. Mark 42.60.120.121.122 Biehl. Adam M. 84.131 Bielecki. Edward J. 74,201 Bilardo, John 64,145 Bisio, Gerald B. 42,60 Bizga, Terence J. 84,131.173 Black. Rhodest 99 Blackman. Omar 96.96.112.113 Blakenship, Shawn 64.138 Blaze. Kenneth A. 74,134 Blocksidge. John 74 Bobal, Michael 36,42.60.122,154 Bodnar. William M 84 Bohan, Christopher M. 74 Bokenyi. William F. 42.60.122 Bokisa. James E. 42,149 Bokisa. Michael J. 60.74 Boian. Brian P. 84 Bolan, Kevin M. 40,42,142.143.149,192 Boley. Richard R. 60 Bolster. Ryan J. 84 Bond. James E. 64.128 Bondi. Justin J. 84 Bonk. Carl 94 Bono 14 Bonkowski, Gregory 74.159 Bonsky. Adam 64.121.122 Bonsky, Andrew J. 74 Bonus. Paul A. 42.60.138.139.149 Borke. Bradley W 84,131 Bomhorst. Brian 42.60.122 Borosh. David L. 84 Borosh, Paul B. 42.60 Borowskl, Arthur C. 84 Borsody. Mark 60.93 Bosita, Renato 43,51,60.166,171 Bouffard. Mark A. 74 Bouman, David J. 84.131 Boyer, Gary 43,60 Braat, Christopher 74,204 Braat, Stephen C. 43,60,171 Bradesca, Brian A. 84,173 Bradesca, Daniel 43,60,122,145 Bradford. John T. 74,173 Braig. Christian 64 Brainard, Chris J. 43,60.124.149 Bralnard, James M. 74,124 Breiner, Benjamin J. 84 Brej, Thaddeus T. 64 Brennan, Jason J. 84 Brenner. Jeffrey J. 81,131,173 Brenner. Yul 97 Bresnahan, Kevin L. 74 Brezhnev. Leonid I. 205 Brewster. Mark E. 43,60,121,122 Briganti, David J. 43,60.145 Bringman, Brian D. 64 Brogan, Timothy 44,60 Broski, Scott C. 74 Brousek, Scott E. 64 Brown. Brian R. 7,64.140 Brown. David M. 64.140 Brown. Rev. Mr. James 97 Brown, Jim 140 Brunecz. Geroge S. 84,131.172,173 Bruno. Gerard 67 Bryant, Eric V. 74 Buccier, Kenneth 67 Buccier, Michael S. 84.131 Bucha. Robert E. 74 Bucknell, John R. 67 Buddie. Michael J. 67,122,145 Budzar, Scott C. 44,60 Budzik. Tony 154 Buettner, Joseph J. 84 Bunsey, Jeffrey D. 74,173 Bunsey, Thomas E. 44.60 Burgess. David M. 44,67,149,204 Burgess, Jeffrey 67 Burke. Brian J. 84 Burke. James T. 44,60 Burke, Matthew D. 74,103 Burke. Sean M. 67 Busch. Anheuser 6.12.24 Buzzelli. Joe 94.166 Byrne. Daniel B. 74 Byrne. James 44.60.104 Cahill. Christopher C. 84,131.172 Cahill, James P. 67.73,122 Cahill, James 204 Calabrese. J. Philip 67.143,192.204 Calabrese. Thad D. 84.166.173 Caliguire. Grace 96.98 Caliguire. Gus 33.94 Callahan. Patricia 96.98.204 Campanella. James J. 84,124 Campbell. Christopher 67.145 Campbell. Edward J. 67,145 Campbell. Jason E. 84.129 Campbell. Joe 96.98 Cancasci. Bruce J. 84.173 Caniglia. Gregory 44,60 Cantu. Albino A. 84 Cantwell. John 35,94.204 Capone. Al 96 Capri. Robert D. 84 Carey. Matthew 74,133.176 Carlin. Michael S. 74.149.159 Carlin, Sean H. 84 Carney. Stephen 44.60 Caronchi, Anthony M. 84 Caronchi, Michael S. 77 Carr, Brendan F. 67 Carr. Michael J. 77 Carrabine. Thomas 67,103 Carreon. Guillermo 77 Carroll. Jason H. 77.134 Carson. Michael K. 77.134 Carter. John M. 67 Casa. Patick L. 45.60.170.204 Casaletta. Robert 45.60 Casserly. Daniel P. 67.77 Casserly. Dennis R. 67,173 Castele. Ted, M.D. 36 Catanzaro, Michael J. 84 Caughey, James 45,60 Caughey, Sean M. 67,145 Cavanaugh, James P. 67,159 Celebrezze. Charles M. 84,173 Celerio. Brian 67 Centa, Bryan A. 45.60,145 Cerny, Mitchell 85 Chambers, Brendan 67,106 Chambers, John 45,55,60,124 Chebo, Eric J. 84,131 Chebo. Michael B. 85,173 Cheetham. Michael S. 77 Chen. Aaron E. 84,173 Chernisky. Mark R. 77,201 Chinnock, Christopher 85 Chylik, Brian J. 77 Cimperman, Joseph 45,60,137 Ciresi. Anthony J. 85 Clark, Christopher M. 45,85 Clark, Donald E. 60,112 Cleary, Brian J. 77 Cleary, Daniel J. 85 Cleary, Owen 67 Cleary, Peter F. 85 Clemens, Paul 59,60 Clemente, Michael J. 45,60 Clifford. Kevin W. 85,149 Clower. Jason T. 85.173 Co, Erick W. 85 Coakley, Jacob S. 85,129 Cobb, Christopher 77 Cockburn, Meagan 13 Colan, Anthony W. 67 Cole, Matthew J. 85.173 Coleman. Carol 98 Collins. Joseph 45.60,144 Collins. Martin J. 45.60,145 Colombi. Ben J. 45,60 Comerford, Thomas F. 45,51,60,106.149.151,157,204 Congeni. Leo D. 85.131.172 Connell, Christopher 85.131.172.173 Connell. John M. 77.124 Conway. Dan 201 Conway. James M. 67.156.157 Cook. Emmett A. 77,176 Cooney. John 94.176 Cooney. Christopher 10.13.45.60.69.80.204 Cooney. Matthew M. 77.133 Coors. Adolph 6,12.24 Corcoran. Thomas M. 67.139 Corna. Robert J. 77.103.133.201 Corrigan. Brendan H. 77 Corrigan. Brian J. 85 Corrigan. Christopher 85.166 Corrigan. Dan 94.122 Corrigan, Sean N. 59.60.85.104.131 Corrigan, Sean E. 89 Corwon. Scott A. 85 Cosby. Bill 14 Costa. Joseph E. 77.134 Cotkchia. Nick G. 77.160 Coughlin. Timothy 45,60.144.145 Cowhard. Patrick M. 77.133 Coyne. Colin 67 Coyne. Patrick 45.60 Coyne. Terence P. 60.142.145.166.192 Cozzens. Thomas A. 45.60.166 Crane. Travis G. 77 Creagan. John M. 67 Crnjac. Eugene 45 Csank. David M. 77 Cuffari. Paul J. 77 Cummings, Tom 106.107 Cunningham. Brian N. 85.129 Curran. Patrick M. 45.60.128 Curry. Eamon F. 45.60 Curry. Sean M. 77.133 Curtis. Henry L. 85.128.129 Cythaereon, Venus 51 Czerniawski. David 67,124 Dacek. Christopher 67.140 Daiuto. Parry J 85.173 Damaian. Andre 103 Daniels. Lani J. 85.172 Dant. Peter J. 45.60.127 Davignon, Pierre 10,94,137 David. John F. 77 Davis. Sammie Jr. Dawson. Ryan M. 77,134.135.169 Above: An intense Dan Gajdos peruses the new sketches for the Poster Club’s daily activities. 198 Index De Baltzo Jr.. Nicholas 131 De Boer. Bryan C. 67.140 De Core. Michael 45.60.127 De Franco. Mark A. 86.131 De Franco. Michael 67 De Grandis. Brad L 86 De Grandis. David J. 45.60 De Michael. Kenneth P. 67,154 De Palma, Jason 39.77 De Vine. Christopher J. 67 De Vinne. Mike 94.204 Deegan. Gregory 45.60 Dekowski. John H. 67 Delaney. John 67,154 Deliberato. Matthew D. 67 DellaTorre. Jeanne 98 Demmerle. Brad E. 77.133 Denny. Christopher 67.204 Deogracias. Richard 67 Dessoffy. Beth 112 Deszo. Eric L. 86 Deucher. Joseph 46.60 Di Franco. David M. 46.60,103 Di Giacomo. Anthony 46.60.160 Di Loreto. Scott 67.122 Dianconu. Vlad 46.60 Dido. Elissa 51 Dimitrius 18 Diquiala. Sam 201 Ditzel, Jason E. 67.136 Doebele. Robert 67.140 Dolan. Joseph A. 46.60 Dolega. Christopher 77 Domo, John E. 67 Donelan, Brett M. 86,172 Donnelly. Sean M. 67 Doran. Ann 96,98 Dorsey. Ryan F. 86 Douglass, Aaron C. 86 Douglass. Stephen 94 Dowhaniuk, Roman 86,131,172 Drabik. Jeffrey 86 Drvenkar, Matthew S. 77 Dugan. Michael A. 77 Dunchack. Daniel 46,60 Dunford. Oliver J. 86,124 Dunn. David E. 86,129 Dunn, Hughbert J. 69 Dunn. John M. 77,116 Dwight. Jason 83 Dybicz. Martin 95 Dyke. John T. 77.103 Dziak, Patricia 96.98 E _ Earl, Timothy 67 Eckert, Emily 98 Eckstein. Scott M. 67 Edejer, Edwin A. 67 Ehretsman. Steven L. 86,176 Ehrley, John 67 Emerson, Joseph V. 67 Engelke, Ted M. 67 Engle, Matthew L. 86 Eppele. Peter J. 67 Eppich, Matthew M. 86.131 Erdelyi. Gregory N. 86 Ertle. Karl 95.130.133,164 Ertle. Pat 95 Esber, Matthew J. 77,134,135 Evans. Christopher W. 77.133,169 Evans. Kenneth W, 67.116 Evans. Michael 67 Everett. Travis 67 Eynon. Marty 133 Fabe. Guy 46.60.149 Fago. David G. 5,77.173 Above: Oxfam hit students not only in the stomach George Reyes collects donations for hungry people at for the annual fast but also in the pocketbook. the lunch lines. Farrall, John R. 86 Farrell, Pat 145.173 FDR 160 Feddrix. Thomas 46.61 Fehrenbach, Brian 46.61 Ference. Adam S. 77 Filicko, Julie 112 Filipovic, Anthony 46,61 Finnin, Rory E. 86 Fitzgerald. Michael J. 77 Fitzpatrick. Peter G. 77,123.132.133.176 Fitzpatrick. Rory 46.61,122.154 Flanagan, Barry 129 Flandera. Thomas 11.32,55,96,98.143.159,172 Fleisig, David 67 Fletcher. Christopher M, 77,134,176.177 Fletcher. Earlin R. 206 Flonta. Daniel 46 Flynn. Terrence J. 86 Foderaro, Michael J. 77.133 Foley, Brendan 67 Foos, Kevin C. 77 Ford. Douglas J. 77,133 Forrestal, AnnMarie 112 Forristal. John T. 86.131.173.204 Forsythe. Robert 67.157 Forsythe. Ryan A. 86 Frank, David P. 77 Frantantonio, Patrick G. 77 Frater. Mark L. 77 French, Brian J. 86.129 French, Stephen J, 86,173 Freund, Markus W. 46.61 Frey, Marc W. 67,86 Frey. Michael A. 131 Fridrich. Eric 46,61 Friedel. David 46,61 Friend. Patrick B. 77.133.176 Frollo, Joseph J. 67 Frye, James A. 67,145 Fulton, Gina 52.112 Fulton, Anthony J. 77,101 Furio. Brooke A. 46.60,146.149 Furio. Dane M. 86 G _ Gable, Timothy 46.61 Gabor. Dale 36,51.95.204.511 Gabor. Linda 98 Gabor. Stephen J. 67.122.204 Gajdos. Daniel E. 46.61.157.198 Galvin. Matthew 67 Gangidine. Jack P. 46.61 Gannon. John B. 46.61.106.127.149 Gannon. Patrick O. 86.116.128.129 Gardner. Matthew T 77 Garr. Terri 56 Gaski. Pat 36.98 Gasparini, John C. 77 Gaugler. Michael 46.61.103 Gaul. Michael T 67.77.124 Gaul. Michael P 67 Geiger, Matthew 46.61.137.203.204 Geldart. Gregg D. 67.160.162 George. David 46.61.103 Gephardt. Peter M. 86.124 Gepard. W. G. 67.127 Gerba. Steven M. 67 Geschke. Patrick W. 86 Gettings. Michael P. 77 Giachetti. John J. 77 Gibbons. Christopher 77.133 Gibel. David 67,160.161 Gibel. Matthew J. 77.160 Gido. Patty 8 Gienopie. Richard A. 86 Gilbride. Brendan M. 86.131 Gilbride. Daniel J. 77 Gilbride. Kevin J. 46.61.124.125 Gill. Timothy 47,61 Gill. Wilfrid 69 Gilroy. William F. 69.153 Ginley. Dennis E. 122 Glasgow. Denis. 35.98.204 Glaser. Christopher 61 Goebel. Kay 36.95 Goerz. Michael C. 86.131 Goerz. Patrick 69 Gollinger. Christopher 86 Goodwin. James G. 86.129 Gopalakrishna. Arun W 86 Gordon. Daniel B. 69.103.122 Gordon, Geoffrey R. 86.116 Gosky. David 47,161 Gosky. Ross 69 Gotsky. Gregory E. 69.127 Gowan. Michael G. 47.61 Grabow. Ryan J. 86,131.172 Grace. Pat 103 Grady. Patrick M. 86.131,173 Grecol. Edward F 133.173.174 Green, Simon 34 Greg. Bill 106 Gregory. Matthew J. 86.129 Grguric. Marge 98 Grieco. Joseph 77.86.116.129 Griesmer. Bernard 69 Grooms. Lorenzo M 86.170.173 Gruntkowski. Frank L. 69 GSG. Stephanus 17 Guarnieri. John A 86 Guidos. Becky 112 Guscott. John P. 77 Gutoskey. James 47.61.122 Guzik. John D. 77 Gyorfi. Julius S. 69 Harder. Robert 79.160 Hardin, David 86,173 Harvey. Gregory 86 Hastings. Brian F. 86.173 Hauck. Douglas A. 48.61 Havrilla. Jerry J. 86 Havrilla. Mark E. 86 Hawkinson. Kenneth M. 86 Hayden. Charles 41.48.61 Hayden, David J. 79,133 Hayes. Daniel 48.121,122 Healey. Thomas 95.127 Hearn. Patrick 69 Hearns, Graham P. 79.133 Heffernan, Sean P. 69 Heil. Andrew P. 86 Heintei. Robert C. 69 Heipp. Raymond 95,107,124 Hendershot. Ernest R. 86 Henteman. Mark 103 Herberger. Matthew 48,61,103 Herda, John D. 79 Hertel, Alan J. 86 Hess, Daniel F. 48,61 Hewko. Brian M. 69,73,127 Hickey. David 69 Hicks, Brian 48,61 Hildebrand. John 69.145 Hill. Brian T. 86 Hill. John G. 79 Hippley. Brian T. 86 Hitch. Kevin 69 Hlabse, Andrew 69.149 Hlavacs, George M. 79.149 Hlavaty. Anthony R. 79.134,172 Hlavaty. James 86.131.140 Hobe, Derek S. 86.173 Hodar, Mark 48 Hodermarsky. Mark 95.104 Hoffman, Christopher 69 Hoffman, Mark 49,61 Hoffman. Michael 49,61 Hogan. Hulk 86 Hogan, James 95 Holian. Alexander O. 69 Holowczak, Andrew 69 Holubek, Orest H. 79 Horrigan, Keith 49,61,160 Horrigan, Sean 102,103 Horvath, Milissa 8 Horwath, Matthew 79 Howard. Michael 95 Hoy. Richard 49,61,149 Hoy, Robert G. 86 Hruska, Gregory J. 86 Hubish. William A. 86,104,131 Hudy, John J. 79 Hughes, Jeremy J. 86.131 Hunt. Hugh D. 86.131,172 Hunt, Thomas 49,161 Hutcheson. James 49 Huth, Phil 103 Huth. Stephen T. 79.103,204 Hyatt. Dennis R. 83 Ingai, Raymond 69,122 Ingram, Kareem R. 79,133 Ireland, Kathy 206 Isip, Peter 79 lulus. Parvus 51 Jackson. Ben R. 86 Jacobson. Daniel 66.172 Jaeckin. John P. 79.133 Jakubs. Dave M. 86.129.172.173 Jam jaradudum jamque 51 Jancura, Frank 98.124 Janke, David A. 79 Janos. Joseph C. 49,61 Jarrett. Mark S. 86 Jaworski. Andrew R. 79 Jersan, David 89,173 Johnson, Andrew 14.95,116 Johnson. Chris 37 Johnson. Keith 69,122 Johnston. Jeffrey 49,161 Jones, Jonathan B. 89 Jones. Murray 97,204 Jordan. Michael 1 Joyner, Jamie J. 89 Jozsa, Matthew J. 79,103 Juan. Richard 79 Juguilon. Jesse 59,61 Juguilon. Noel 89,159 Kaczmarek. Irene 98 Kadaffi, Moammar 14 Kaletta. Michael G. 69 Kandiko. Craig L. 89,170 Kangas, Paul M. 79,166,204 Kangas. Philip J. 89 Kantz. Brian C. 89 Kanuch. Chris 13.49.61.103.128.150.204 Kanuch, Thomas J. 79 Kaperkrk. Samuel 49,61 Karaba. Brian 69,204 Kaspar. Thomas N. 89 Kassay. Jenny 9 Kastelic, Adam J. 89 Katai. Daniel M. 79.124 Katigbak. Brian 49.61,102,103 Keane. Martin J. 89 Keane, Michael J. 79,133 Kearney, Martin Regis 49.51.61.122.149.204 Keating, Kevin P. 69.157 Kecevar, Kenneth A. 69 Keener, Christopher 69 Kehoe, Tom A. 79,138,180 Kellers, Anthony 49,51,61,149,170,204 Kelly. Erin 112 Kelley. Terry E. 89 Kelley, Thomas L. 69 Kelley. Thomas J. 92,131 Kelley, Timothy M. 69.122 Kelly, Christopher K. 89 Kelly, Robert E. 79,134,135 Kelly, Sean S. 69 Kenealy, Ryan P. 89,159 Kennedy. Patrick 1.49.61.122,123.153.168 Kennedy, Timothy M. 79.133.176 Kenney. Bradley P. 89.129 Kenny. John P. 89.172 Keo. Fitz 69 Keo, Tim 49.61,112,202 Khan. Azam H. 89,140 Kho. Jeffrey 49.61,124,149 Khoury, Fadi 49,61,140 Kilbane. Daniel 79,137 Kilbane, Edward F. 69.140 Kilbane. Sean 26,49.61.122 Kilbane, Thomas 69.124 Killian, Matthew P. 89,131 Killik, Patrick J. 69,156,157,204 Kilroy, Joseph A. 89,173 Kilroy. Martin 49,61 Kim. John 49,61,103,128 Kim, Sang D. 49,61,143,159 Kimble, Darren 49,61,104,121.122 Kimbrell, Ian 89.129.170 Kindi, Thomas 49,61,140,141 King, Robert J. 89 Kinzel. Sean 49,61 Kirner. Paul J. 131 Kliein. Denise 137 Kleinert. Karl W. 89 Kleinhenz. John 37,95,148 Klemens. Thomas 69 Klimic. Oriana 2 Klopp, Edward F. 79,201 Kman, Edward 79 Knight. Don 95 Knittle, Charles R. 89 Knittel, Greg 44,95 Knopf. Michael T. 89,173 Knupsky, Todd 50,61 Kobe, Paul 95,124 Koberna, Kevin 69 Kocab. David C. 79 Koenig, Timothy J. 79,145,173 Kohut. Eileen 97 Kohut. Jr., Thomas A. 89 Kolengowski, Ronald 59.166 Kolman, Joseph 96,170 Konananhalli, Jonathan 89 Kongthong, Jangnoi G. 79 Konya, Alex A. 69,137 Koonce. Andrew 89,129,172 Kopp. Franz J. 79 Koran. Joe M. 79 Kortan, Damian 50 Kothera, Ronald T. 69 Koustis. Andrew C. 79 Kovach. Stephen J. 50,61 Kozak, James H. 69 Kreiser, Christopher 69 Kren. Michael R. 129,189,172 Krese. Christopher P. 69.122.143 Krumhansl. Adam A. 79 Krupar. Allen J. 89,131 Kuchna. Matthew D. 79 Kulbago. Timothy 50,61.149 Kulka. Jeffrey A. 79 Kumar. Krishna M. 69 Kure. Anthony C. 79,134,179 Kurman, Matthew P. 69 Kushman, John J. 89 Kyle. Charles 96.107.120.122 Kysela. Eric M 89 La Perna. Angelo 50,61,136 La Porte. Brian D. 79,134 LaParna, Joseph A. 89 Lajacha, Rose 98 Lolly. Sean 50,61,122 Lane, JoAnn 96 Lang, Patrick J. 89,129 Laocoon. Dardanius 51 Lasby, William 50,61 Lashutka. Matthew 69,122 Lauer. Thomas 96 Lavelle, Christopher 50,61 Lavelle, Mary Joy 112 Lavelle. Martin 50,61,122 Lavelle. Stephen 50,61.171 Lavin. James 18,50,61,122 Lazdinis. Audrius K. 89.166 Lee. Edward S. 50.51.61.128.149.166.167.178,204 Lee. Michael F. 89 Leigh. John K. 89.173 Lekan, Jayson M. 89 Lenahan, Barry 69 Leneghan. Stephen F. 69 Lenhart, Matthew S. 69 Lentz. Robert 50.61 Leo. Harvey L. 79 Leonard. Rick M. 69.134 Letterman, David 56 Lewis, David M. 79 Lewis, Fred 97 Lewis. John 96 Lewis. John M. 69.140 Lewis, William 69,124 Lich. Michael T. 89,129.201 Lichtenstein. Roy 204 Liderbach. Michael A. 89 Lieb. Timothy R. 89 Liller. Richard F. 69,128 Lim. Eric C. 69 Limoco, Jason J. 89 Lipscey, Brian T. 89,129 List. David S. 89 Litzler. Ann 8 Lo. Kar-ming 79 LoParo. Matthew R. 89 Lopresti. Lawrence B. 89 Lobas. Christopher 35,69 Lobdell, Joseph 50,61,145 Loizos, Theodore E. 79 Londe, Dave 201 Lossman, Jeffrey J. 89 Lotenaro, John 69 Love. Matthew 50,61 Lubin. Thomas A. 59,61,140,141 Luboski, Jason R. 89,129 Lucarelli. Dennis 50,61,103 Lucas. Paul G. 79 Lucas. Walter 69 Ludwig. Daniel T. 79 Ludwig, Neil A. 89,131 Lusnia. Keith C. 69,103 Lutjen, Peter C. 69 Lutkus, Billy 50,61 Lux. Christopher 50,61 Lyon. John M. 89.149 Lyons, Christopher 79,134,173,174 Mack. Beth 137 Mack. Timothy S. 79 Macron, Nicholas S. 89 Maher. David 50,61.149 Maher. Michael E. 79 Mahon. Colleen 96.148 Mahon. Timothy 50.61,122 Mahoney. Howard 50.61 Mahoney. Keith A. 11,79 Mahoney. Kevin J. 89.129.134 Mahoney. Leo J. 89,124 Maistros. Larry 50.61 Maistros, Michael A. 79 Malloy. Dale 50,61 Malloy. John J. 89,131,172 Malloy. Richard 51,61,122 Malloy, William F. 79 Maloof. Bradley H. 79.134 Mancino. Brett M. 69,122 Mangan. John P. 79,134.135 Manis. John M. 89,173 Mannion, Jonathan W. 5,69.127 Mansell. Justin D. 89 Mantey, Joseph 70 Marciano, Raymond I. 70,124 Marcis. Robert A. 89 Marinelli, John 96 Marinelli, Joshua J. 89,129 Maro, Publius Vergilius 51,204 Maroon, Anthony J. 79 Maroon, Edward 51,61 Marques, Matthew J. 29 Marrapese, Michael 70 Marron, Robert T. 89 Maro. Vergilius Publius 51 Marshall. Lawrence 51,61 Martin. Joseph 96 Martin, Kevin 51,61 Massouh, Naji 51,55,62 Mata, Antonio 70 Mathews. Mark A, 89 McAndrews. Dennis 51,62 McAndrews. Micheal 51.62,116,117 McAuley, Cathy 112 McAuliffe, Mara 112 McBride, George P. 89 McBride, Timothy 70 McCafferty, Colin 70 McCafferty, Patrick S. 79,133 McChrystal, Micheal A. 79 McClain, Garrent D. 83 McCloskey, Larry E. 79 McConville, Luke 51,62.142,204 McCormac. John A. 89 McCormick. Peter 52,62 McCoy. Michael 52,62,122 McDonnell, Sean M. 79 McDonough. Kevin P. 89,131 McGann, John P. 89 McGannon, Lance 52,62 McGee, Michael 89 McGinty. Brain M, 91.131 McGowan, Thomas 52.62,127 McGrath. Kevin 52,62,149.154 McGraw. David J. 91.137 McGreal. Daniel 70 McGreal, Martin T. 70 McGuire, Brian 52,62 200 Index McGuire, John J. 91.166 McGuire. Shawn 70 McHugh. Marilyn 112 McHugh, Terence J. 70 McIntyre, Conor M. 52.62 Mclntrye, Patrick 52.62.148.149.160.163 Mclntrye. Shawn P. 79 Mclntrye. Thomas J. 80 McKane. Mark 71.121 McLaughlin. John J. 131 McLaughlin. Kevin 53.62.127 McMahon. Matthew 53.62 McManamon, Jane 99 McManamon, Thomas 99 McMonagle, Christopher 79.136 McNally. David J. 91.129 McNamara. Michael P. 70 McNamara, Mickey 166 McNamare, Patrick J. 70 McNamee, Brian J. 91.129 McNamee, David 53.62,121,122 McNamee. Michael 79 McNeely, Kevin 53,62 McNulty, John 53,62 McNulty. Marc 53.62.127 McNulty. Michael 53.62.124.149 McNulty. Ryan J. 79.124 McQueary, Kevin A. 27,53.62 Melena, Christopher 70 Meiillo. Joseph 53,62 Mendoza. Michael C. 79.159 Merriman, Christopher 79.131.133 Mertus, Michael T. 91 Maeszaros, George 53,62 Metzger, Raymond 53.62.159 Michals, James 96 Mickey. Steve 53,62 Micko. Steve 53,62 Mieyal. Timothy J. 70 Mikel, Nancy 112 Miklowski, Joshua M. 91 Mikiowski, Zachariah D. 91,131 Mikula. Jeffery G. 80.124 Milanich III. Nicholas 91,131 Miller. Jay C. 104.131 Miller. Jeffery C. 70 Miller. Kevin A. 80,91 Milligan. Matthew M. 91,131 Mimken. Brian 70 Minerd, Brian P. 91.131 Minnillo. Paul 53.62 Mislansky. Timothy J. 70.145 Missig. Michael 53.62 Mitchell, William 59.62.122.157 Miyares. Jeffrey 73 Modic. David M. 80.91 Modic. Thomas A. 91 Mohr. Philip J. 70.122.127 Molina. John C. 70 Moloney. Michael S. 53.62 Monos. Matthew 53.62.140.157 Moon. Sokho 48.53.62.143.157.166 Mooney. Amy 8 Mooney. James B. 80.133 Mooney. Mark A. 91,131 Moore. Erik T. 80.118.119 Moran. Mike 153 Morell. Timothy 80 Motsch. Kevin 80 Motylinski. James 91 Moy. George 70 Mrachko. Dave G. 70.204 Mucklo. Roseanne 137 Mugnano. John 53,62.201 Mullen. Joseph 53.179 Murphy. John C. 80 Murray. Brian J. 91 Murray. David 53.62 Murrin. John 80 Musca. Joseph 70 Mussolini. Benito 205 Muzychak. Nicholas J. 80.133 Myetson, Bess 56 Mylen. Marcel W. 11.91 Nagorka. Michael 70 Napora. Taras E. 91.128,129 Nardone. Gregg J. 133 Narowitz. Nick 122 Nash, Corbin 80.140 Nawal, Matthew J. 131 Nayorka, Mike 160 Nazario. Alfonso 136 Neff. Doug 140 Neltzel, Kevin P. 80.128,176 Nepomuceno, Orrick 53,62,128.159 Neri. DeeDee 112 Neri. Geoffrey 53.62.156.157.159 Nhem. Narong 80 Noble, Gregory L. 91,129 Nock, Charles J. 53.62.143,149 Noga, Chris 112 Noetzel, Kenneth 98 Norman, Donald 99 Norman, Kevin 70 Norris, Maurice 54,62,121,122 Norris, Raymond 54.62 Novak. Paul C. 80 Novak, Richard 91 Novotny, Peter 80 Nowak. Brian W. 80.134 Nowakowski. Thomas 54.62,149 Nowinski, Roseanne 112 Nusbaum, Michael 96 O'Brien, Kevin 80,134 O'Brien. Timothy 54.62.70,156,157 O'Brien, Timothy K. 61 O'Brien. Franf 154 O'Connor. Paul C. 91.129,201 O'Donnell, Eric 54 O’Donnell. Matthew H. 91 O'Donnell. Timothy 70 O'Malia, Daniel 70,137 O'Malley. William 91 O’Meara, Michael J. 70 O'Neill. Daniel 54,62 O'Neill. John 91.129 O'Rourke. Patrick M. 80.160,201 O'Toole, John 54.62.145.204 O'Toole. Kevin 70.116 Ober. Larry 47.96 Oberdick. William A. 80 Ocampo. Michael W. 80 Odbert. Jerry 99 Ogrinc. Gregory 2.54.62.127.137 Oleksik. John W, 91.131-Olle. Jeffrey A. 80.133 Olszewski. Michael J. 72 Ondus. Joe 21.96 Oreskovic. Steven 54.62 Oswick. Ronald L. 91 Owendoff. Michael 54,62,147,149 Owendoff. Peter A. 91 PacMan 14 Pace. Paul J. 80.103 Palmisano. Jerry 80 Paluck. Channing 91 Parks, Ryan B. 91 Parnin, Daniel T. 80 Parravano. William 70.122,145 Pasciak, Jason 80,136 Pachavan, Donald J. 80 Pasko. Thomas 96 Patacca. Daniel 91.131 Patacca, Gregory 54,62 Patterson, Brian 80,124 Patton. Kevin F, 80 Pavlovich. John S. 70.159 Pavlus. Mark W 91.131 Payne, Robert J, 70 Pechota, Anthony 91 Peck, Julie 99 Pecot, Mark A. 91 Pelesky. George 52,64. Pellecchia, John 7,122,159 Pellegrino. James S. 80.133 Pennock. Michael 96 Pennock, Scott M. 52.63 Perez-Stable. Fred 54,62 Petkash. Donald 96 Petkoff. Philip M. 91 Petonic. Christopher 80 Petrak. Scott M. 91 Petrik. John 70,91.127 Petrlk. Michael 129 Petrus. Craig 91,130.131 Pfaflle, Robert 54 Phillips. Paul 54.62 Pianca. Joseph 54.62.106.124 Piche. John C. 80.131 Pick. Scott A. 91.201 Pick. Sean G. 80.160.162 Pickens. Joseph C. 2.80.104.121.122.133 Piech. Jack M 70 Pieschalski. John 70.122 Pietrick. Robert J. 80 Platek. John 13,54.62.127.149 Plona. Randy 54,62 Plumley. Robert J. 70 Plummer. Clayton L. 70 Presti, Michael S. 70,145 Price, Righard S. 91 Priemer. Mark 8.54.63 Proctor, James 54,63 Ptacek. David J, 54,63,80,118 Ptacek, James 136 Pudlock. Robert A. 70 Putka. Brian S. 83.133 Putka. Christopher S. 80.133 Quallich. Leonard 54,63 Quallich. Michael A. 91 Quallich. Patrick J. 80 Quinn, Timothy R. 80.128 Rabkewych, Michael 70 Radigan. James P. 80 Radigan. Joseph K. 91,134 Radwan. Jeremy C, 80 Rajavich. Steven T. 91 Ramac, Noel E. 80 Rambasek, Todd E, 80 Rame, Luis H, 55,63 Ranker. Erik 53.63 Ray. William 70 Raynor. Daniel 63 Raynor. Matthew J. 80.133 Readence. Joel C. 80 Readinger. Richard N. 59.63 Reali. Michael A. 5.80.133.176 Redmon. John J. 70.145 Reed. Brian D. 80,134 Reed. Sandra 99 Rego. Charles 55.63.103.149.204 Rehor, Joseph D. 80.160.201 Reidy. Anthony M. 80 Reilly. Dion 91.129 Remle. Jenny 112 Remle. Martin 12.55.63.103.112 Restifo. Nick 97 Retton. MaryLou 14 Reyes. George W. 80 Reyes. Raymond 70 Rice. Matthew L. 91.131 Rieke, Michael K. 91.131 Riggs. Keith A. 70 Polz, Rudy 70 Pempeani, Michael J. 80 Popow. Anthony L. 70 Porach. John 54.63 Porter. Gerald C. 80 Portorreal. David 80.159 J.V. HOCKEY. Front: Darren Schroeder, Joe Rehor, Mike Pat O'Rourke. Scott Pick, Paul O'Connor. Bob Corna, Head Lich, Ed Bielecki, John Mugnano, Trainer Ted Klopp; Coach Sam Diquiala. Back: Coach Dan Conway, J.J. Baker, Mark Chernisky, INDEX Riley. John A. 55.63 Ringenbach, Kurt R. 91 Rini. Charles T. 91.129 Ritt. Michael C. 131 Rltt, Robert W. 80,91 Robison. Kevin 55,63,121,122 Roche. Sean M. 80,145 Roche. Thomas J. 72 Rochford. Michael M. 91.131 Rodriguez, Matthew 80,133 Rogers. Albert 91,131 Rogers. James 91,131 Rogers. Robert L. 91,131 Roggenburk. Drew 55,63.103 Roggenburk. John 56,63.153,154,155 Rohr. Kenneth J. 70,159 Rosete. Marc A. 70,122 Ross, Christopher R. 80 Ross, Matthew 2,70 Rossman, Matthew 56.63,124.149 Rourke, Dan 99,151 Rozak, Edward 56 Rozlc, John D. 70 Ruane. Michael J. 80 Ruddy. Jane 99 Ruddy, Mark S. 80.133,176.177 Rudolph, John P. 70 Ruffa, Frank 80 Ruffa, Vincenzo 56,63 Rupp. Kenneth 59.63 Ruppe, John H. 80 Russ. Peter J. 80 Russell. Michael C. 91 Russo, Angelo 91.131 Ryan. Daniel J. 70 Ryan. Kevin M. 80,176 Ryan. Patrick T. 91 Rybickl. Matthew J. 91.131 Rybka. Gary 56.63,136 Ryder, Phil 163,160 Sabetto. Robert 56,63 Salman. Mark E. 80,91 Salupo, Jason A. 73 Salwan, Jerome P. 80 Samenuk, John 56.63 Samijlenko, Peter 93.131 Samsa, Jason 56 Santos. Marlon L. 70.103.122 Sassano. Michael 13.57,63,143,166 Sassano, Ron L. 80 Savers. Patricia 99 Saunders. Edward 57,63 Saxon. Edward 57.63.153.154.155 Scalmato, Jason A. 93 Scardon, Edward 57.63,157,159 Scarselll, Gino 134,135 Schade, James 99 Schaefer. David C. 93 Schaefer. Robert 70 Schaeffer, B. Timothy 70,137 Scheer, Michael T. 80,133 Schlageter. David M. 70.103 Schlageter, Stephen P. 57,63.102,103 Schmitz. Raymond 57 Schoeffler, Andrew P. 56,86 Schoun. Edward M. 70 Schram, Larry D. 82 Schreiner. Andrew M. 82 Schroeder, Darren T. 82.201 Schroer, Andrew M. 70,122 Schroer, Anmthony M. 93.131 Schum. Michael W. 70 Scotton. John 57.63,137 Scullin. Jeffrey W. 70 Scully. Colin T. 70.160 Seductive lady 66 Seeley. Matthew K. 20.70.159 Seidewand. Derek D. 82.133 Sekerak. Brian C. 93 Sekerak. Michael E. 93 Sell. Jason M. 93 Serva. Donald 97 Sessions, Matthew 82 Sexton. Kevin 21.57,63.112.149 Seyler. Sean M. 93 Shah, Nirav J. 93 Shaia, Samir J. 93 Shalaty, Jay A. 82,118 Shaughnessy. Patrick 82 Shearer. Timothy E. 70 Sheehan, Michael 57.63.103 Sheehan, Patrick R. 103,127 Sheehan. Thomas 57 Shemo, Robert 57,63 Shepard, Cybil 30 Shepard. James L. 82 Shepard. Timothy 99 Shepherd. Dan W. 93.131 Sherman. Kevin R. 72 Shimko, Mark J. 93 Shimko. Stephen 57,63.112 Slew, Ben 127 Siew, Derrick 93,129,179 Slew, Walden 57.63,127,149,159 Silgalis, Danius 72 Simeone, Russel L. 93,131 Simko, Brian H. 93 Simon, Christopher 122 Simon, Jon G. 93,124 Simon. Richard G. 72,160 Sindyla. John R. 82 Skerl, James 95,142 Skrletts, David R. 82,133 Sliman, Robert R. 82 Sloan, Kevin J. 2,137 Small. Robert E. 82 Smirnoff, George 57,63.104,149.166 Smith, Brian 57.93 Smith, Brian C. 63 Smith. Jeffrey M. 93 Smith. Martin D. 82 Smith. Michael T. 82,128 Smith, Paul H. 72.145 Smith, Schawn P. 72 Smith, William 4.140 Smyczek, Christopher 57,63 Sojda. Mick D. 124 Sokolowski. Jeffrey J. 93 Solecki, Michael 93.129 Soltesz. Edward G. 82 Somsak, Denise 21 Son, Matthew K. 82 Sonby, Michael S. 72 Sonnhalter, Adam J. 93.129 Sonnhalter, Matthew 72 Sorge, Timothy J. 93 Sotelo, Edward A. 72 Southern, Bruce 57,63 Southworth, John D. 93 Sowa, Michael 72 Sowell. Quinton L. 82 Spear. Brian E. 82,133.176 Spear. Christopher 121,122.154 Spellacy. Leo M. 63.153.154 Spellacy. William 57.63.106.124.143.149 Spicer, Ryan 82,133.176 Spillman, Matthew 57,63,112.113 Spinner. Scott L. 93 Spirka. Edward J. 82 Spolarich. Adam J. 82.124 Sponseller. Thomas J. 82 Spremulli. David S. 82 Sprowls. Herb 97 Spurrier. Tim 57,63 Squire. Richard C. 158.159 Stack. Stephen 57.63 Stack, Steven J. 82 Stahl, Jason 72 Stalla, Jason 72 Stanaszek, Steven M. 72 Stanisa. David 57 Stankus, Arnold R. 93,129 Stanton, Daniel M. 93 Staudenbauer. William 97 Stecklow. Daniel 57,63 Steeber, Kris J. 72 Stefko. Gregory L. 93 Stetz. Bryan L. 93 Stevens. Joseph E. 93 Stewart. Thomas G, 58,63 Slipanovich, Mick 72.160 Stottner. Joseph 58,63 Stouges. Kyle D. 122 Strick. Gregory 58.128 Stringer. Anthony F. 93.131 Streicher. Bernard 97 Stringer. Thomas C. 93.131 Stungys. Matthew 82 Stuppy. Christopher 82 Sturman. Paul J. 82 Stybel, Daniel J. 93 Styles. Kenneth 99.160 Suarez. Ramon E. Suchma. Phillip C. 92 Summers, David M. 82 Surrarrer, Thomas 97 Svets. Robert J. 72.140 Swartz, David B. 72 Sweeney. John 58.63.122 Sykora. Rich 131 Syrvalin. Michael 58.63 Sysack. Russell 82 Szahlender. Julius 58,63 Szalay. Steven M. 72 Szalkowski, Bernard J. 82 Szijarto, Joseph M. 72 Szijarto. Steven P. 92 Szuch. Daniel P. 92.131 Szweda. Scott M. 92.131 Taylor. Clark C. _ Tabora. Eric J. 92.159 Taddeo. Joe M. 124 Tainer. Robert J. 122 Takac. Michael T. 154 Tate. Ryan C. 92.158.159 Taylor. Clark C. 72 Taylor. Mark D, 82,133 Teamor. Toussaint P. 73 Tetlak, Alex E. 92 Thein, David 58,63 Thomas. Art 94.116,159 Thomas, Gerald M. 92.131 Thomas, John C. 82 Thornton, William 58,63.122 Till. Scott 58.63 Till. William 72 Tischer. August L. 82.116 Tolentino. Vincent C. 92 Toler. William J. 82 Toman. James 97 Tomslk, Phillip E. 82.116.117.166 Toomey. Sean P. 72 Toner. Joe 5.97 Toole 118.119 Torres. Augusto 134.135 Torres. Epifanio P. 92 Traska. Peter D. 58.63.118.119 Travolta. John 14 Travis. Michael L. 82 Trejbal, Christian J. 116 Tsantes. Peter 59.63,103 Tucker. Scott T. 92 Tuft. Peter N. 82 Turchek. Brian M. 82 Turek. Matthew A. 127 Turk. Terrell 72 Turner. Milton 97 Turoczi. Steven 72 Tymkewicz, John A. 82.160 Above: Mrs. Carol Hann, Jon Wilhelms, Tim Keo, and a belligerent Erich Fridrich rehearse for the next Fr. Glasgow production. As this year’s new edition to the school activities, the chorus has expanded to a sizable amount of budding vocalists. 202 Index CIrsem. Dorothy 99 Ursem. Todd 106.107 (Jtrata. Edward J. 92 (Jzl. Daniel J. 92 Vacha. Gregory W. 92 Vacha. Mark 58.63.124.143.148.149.166 Valencic. Frank A. 82 Valerian. Jay W. 72 VandeVelde. Harry 57 Varhola. Steven M. 72 Vavpetic. Joseph 20.63.143.166.167 Vavpot, Tom V. 82 Veloira, Jonathan W. 92 Veloso. Neil F. 82 Vernick, Dale 82 Vernon. David S. 72.121.122 Victory. Christopher W. 92 Vinarcik. Edward J. 72.156.157 Vincenzo. Ray 106 Vivolo, James 58.63,122 Volk, Christopher 82,140 Voth. Robert 52,58,63,124.143.149.145 Votyoka. James M. 92,131 Vuk. William 72 Waghray, Amit 92 Wagner, John R. 92 Wagner. Michael 58,63,72,104,122,123 Wagner, Richard C. 127 Walsh. John P. 82 Walsh, Martin T. 72 Walter, John S. 82.134,135 Walters, David T. 72 Walton. Joseph M. 82,134 Wanous, Robert J. 82,137 Ward, Robert 97 Warmuth. Anthony J. 92 Washington. Janice 99 Watson , Dave 16.99,166 Weir. Daniel J. 82 Welsh, Robert 99 Wen, Bill 72 Wen. Robert 58.63.143.149.159 Wereb, Gregory A. 92,124 Whalen, Annabelle 44.99 White. Bradley J. 72 White. Brian M. 92 White. Christopher 82 Wiedwaid. Jeffrey M. 82 Wilhelms, Alan 97 Wilhelms, Jonathan A. 82 Williams. Dale R. 72.122 Williams. Denis 99 Williams. Glenn 99 Williams, Howard 51,58,63,140 Winchester. Brian T. 72 Winchester. Matthew 58,63,149 Winkler. David J. 82 Witt, Miguel H. 72.122 Wolfe, Clifford N. 63 Wolff. Duane 58,63.150 Wolters. Michael D. 82 Wounderly. Lisa 8 Woyma. Frank J. 82 Wroblesky, Craig S. 92 Wynocker. Mason L. 92.131 Yahner. Thomas 63 Yanak, Michael E. 92 Yap, Michael A. 72.157 Yap. Robert A. 92.158.166 Ying. Alan J. 82.134 Yu. Eric C. 72 Zachary. Adrian M, 3.72.116 Zachlin. Paul F. 32.82.133 Zalar. David 9.58.63.145 Zalar. Steven C. 92.132 Zatezalo. Shane M. 72 Zelis. Eric S. 72.154 Zeller. Daniel J. 72 Zeller. Peter 58.63 Zellmer. Brian 72 Zembala. Robert E. 82,133 Zenkewicz. Ryan M. 72.122 Zenkewicz. Trent A. 92.131 Zepp. Charles W. 82 Zgodzinski. Todd 58.63 Zidanic. Michael V. 82.133.176 Ziedonis. Todd V. 63.154 Ziemann. Daniel J. 92 Zona. Christopher 72 Zucca. Andrew L. 72 Zucca. Matthew J. 92 Zucca. Ronald A. 59.63.104 Zwilling. Daniel P 82.166 Colophon The 1988 Ignatian, Inside Out, was printed by Herff Jones ICP of Shawnee Mission, Kansas. Press run was 860 copies. Jim Barbour was the company representative. The cover is four-color litho, hand painted by a company artist. The cover photograph is by Mr. Roger Mastroianni. The dust jacket is printed in Red HJ 910 on 20 pound Carnival Crafts Stone Stock. Endsheets are printed in Black and Colonial Blue. The paper used in the book is 80 pound Bordeaux Special. Binding is signature sewn, rounded in back with headbands. Body copy is 10 point Korinna. Caption type is 8 point Korinna Extra Bold. Headline type is varied: in A Day in the Life, Headlines are 120 point Mead Bold with 24 point Korinna Italic sub-headlines; in The Heart of It All, headlines are 36 point Korinna with 60 point dingbats; in Outside It All, headlines are 60 point Stymie Bold with 18 point Korinna Italic sub-headlines. Folios are 12 point Korinna Extra Bold. Kickers are 10 point Korinna Italic, except in Outside It All, where kickers are 18 point Lydian Italic. Team pictures, senior and underclass pictures were taken by Ripcho Studio. Most black and white film was developed and printed by Ripcho’s. The remaining black and white film was developed and printed by Mr. John Cantwell, Mr. Jeff Wason, and the yearbook staff. A special thank you to Mr. Jack Forrestal for extensive photographic coverage of soccer, football, band, basketball, wrestling, and hockey. Color usage consisted of 3 flats of four-color printing. Color was developed and printed by AC Color Lab. And music consisted of the following: The Rolling Stones, Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, The Who, The Beatles, The Replacements, The Stooges, The Feelies, The Buzzcocks, The dB’s, Steely Dan, The Guess Who, Peter Gabriel, Neil Young, Bob Dylan, The Band, CCR, David Bowie, Iggy Pop, Alex Chilton, Husker Du, The Meat Puppets, The Velvet Underground, and most importantly, REM. 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Mr P.yr AUslr i ««i, M, Teff u'n H. 0A ftM, Mr. k ,( Erile, Mr Id (Mf. - J M,y fM SuuS, h . )a(6 faros! !, Mr. Oaw tA i n.Sj' Ft. Pfnn-5 (I as k T, Me. Z '(r, Mr. fr 1 fftffkc, h CfL ff A� ,f SJ, flv- ft I Mry Mrnt t Man Hr n 4 Mr B4 AUlff Mt. At«t f 7+v. ftA+J JP h vye h ho fASf I Above The Ckero-like Mr. R.y Helpp lecture, the hoi pollol of hi. junior L.ti„ cUm about the °' ,he 206 Above: Omar The Big O Blackman strike up the band to an impressive prelude to the Winter Concert. The consummate virtuoso has directed his way to the hearts of all through his melodious tunes. Left: With a flick of the wrist George Basel shoots one at the Euclid goalie. Although the goalie stopped this one. he couldn't keep the leers from scoring in the 1(H) rout. Outside. Ik It has begun to snow again. The flakes fell softly and slowly against the young night sky, but were quickening by the minute, threatening an oncoming storm. They mixed with grains of salt on the ground, quickly becoming slush. Two men passed through the mall, laughing hysterically at some unknown thing. A couple wrestlers came out through the doors, turning their faces against a sudden cold rush, and putting up the collars on their jackets. They walked over to the parking lot, and all got into one car. One kid walked out talking to a teacher, and when they found out they were going in differ ent directions, the kid said, Thanks, and left. The kid walked in the direction of his bus stop, but after passing through the hazy yellow light, he disappeared. Shivering from the frigid snow, a student sat on a bench, cradling his books, and waiting for a ride. Inside the building, where it was warm, the rooms were abandoned and the halls were dark, and the students were gone. A man in black was kneeling in his room, praying. Outside, a woman in well-weathered clothing paused, looking in. It was all over. 207 Above: Sullen and dejected. Phil Mohr crumples his cleats into an angry wad. Sympathetic Matt Turek can offer only meager consolation. Frustration wracked the varsity soccer team as Brush held on to a 2-1 lead and crushed hopes of further tournament play.