Saturday, May 27, 2017

Tom Heines ’64

“Addo” is the Latin word for this verb, but what is its English equivalent? Hint: Don’t think too hard about it. Unfortunately for me, thinking hard about answers to questions was second nature to me at Jesuit. There were no easy answers, right? Knowledge worthy of the Jesuit brand was gained only through fire, right? So as I stood...

John Sharpton ’64

I recall one thing in particular. Sophomore year, English class, Mr. Collins and everybody except Rudy Tovar, throwing spit balls. Someone hit Ed Piguet in the mouth with one and we all died laughing, including him. Anyway, it wasn't long before Fr. Rivoire came into the class after that as a religion teacher, slamming his books down on the...

Howard Davis ’60

"Yes boys, St.Valentine is a member of my Family Tree. My forbearers were from England, serving as Officer in the Colonies against the Rebels. And during one of the armed conflicts my Ancestor caught sight of a Rebel fleeing among the trees. He lifted his rifle, drew aim, cocked his piece, AND SUDDENLY THE REBEL’S HAT FLEW OFF AND...

Pat Kelley From The Roundup, May 1960

“May.  The month when the student of Jesuit finally gets established in the school routine, when he finally gets used to rising at abominable hours of the morning, slaving over endless homework far into the night, and sitting PERFECTLY still in Penance Hall.  During this lovely month of May, P.E. moves down to the lower field, for rousing games...

Bill Johnson ‘62

The class of 1962 was provided with a "Senior Shed" for smoking cigarettes on school grounds. Times have changed.

Steve Bosworth ’62

One of my fondest remembrances of Jesuit is that we were a close knit family. The camaraderie still lives today. I still stay in touch via email with classmates. Jesuit offered us a Catholic education and taught us to be good, Christian men who would help each other. In addition, it had high academic standards. The senior steps were hallowed...

Michael J. Sweeney ‘ 64

I car-pooled with Mike McCarty and Steve Ramsey. I remember in 1963, driving to Oaklawn via Central Expressway from Richardson one morning. We were all studying for something. Mike was behind the wheel of a new Pontiac Lemans (with the shifter on the dash). He was looking over at my book studying when rush hour traffic came to its...

David McGowan ’69

Just some random reminiscences: I think junior year was all about becoming seniors. Wow! Seniors got to punish freshmen for perceived insubordination; seniors got to use the senior doors, seniors were kings of the senior patio. Mostly, seniors had their own smoking lounge out by the handball courts. Actually I didn’t even smoke but the idea of a smoking lounge,...

Al Pierotti ’64

Prologue: I've been asked by a good friend and colleague, Sheryl Row, to chronicle my experience at Jesuit-those years while I attended the school from 1960 thru 1964. I unintentionally forgot about her request but was reminded of it today as I thumbed through one of my old Jesuit yearbooks and realized that at least four of the ex-Rangers with...