Spring 2017
Congratulations to Lynn (Dore) ’87G and Gordon Priemer, who celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary over the holidays. All their kids planned and pulled off the surprise celebration at Market Garden Brewery in Ohio City. Gordie said he and Lynn were stunned by the crowd of 150 celebrants that included Bill Gibbons; Mary and Tom Leahy; and Mary and Gus McPhie, who drove up from Cincinnati.

Dr. Mike McGannon surfaced from Scandinavia during the holidays. He was in Finland the week before Christmas and forwarded greetings from Reykjavik, Iceland, on Christmas Eve. As a St. Edward High School grad, Mike is pumped that Rick Finotti is the new JCU head football coach, touting his great success building St. Ed’s football program, winning Division 1 Ohio State Championships in 2010 and 2014. He spent the past two seasons on the University of Michigan staff. We wish him well building on the incredible 2016 season. Go Streaks!

Tony Compisi reports a small-world story: He came across a news report that a lady named Naylon turned 100 years old in Rochester, New York, and had a son named Michael. Tony contacted Mike Naylon, who confirmed it was his mom. That’s a pretty slick connection, proving the value of second-year logic classes. Mike says his mom still has a great sense of humor. When he kidded that he couldn’t make the 100th birthday bash because of the possibility of heavy snow, she retorted, “Don’t worry, dear, you can come for the 101st.” Mike and his wife, Bev, have been married 53 years. He says the secret to longevity is no weapons in the house. They have two daughters and five grandkids.

The West Coast Florida group met for their traditional March luncheon in Bonita Springs. Attendees this year were Ross Tisci, Lou Mastrian, Al Rutledge, John Letherman, Jim Corsica, Tom Moore, and Tom Leahy. Some tidbits that surfaced: Letherman is a whippersnapper; he will only turn 74 this year because he skipped an elementary grade. Corsica is tutoring kids, including a brother and sister in Ireland, online in math. Moore finally retired, outlasting even Dick Koenig. Corsica tried to say they all had salad, but I’m not buying it.

Lunch in Bonita Springs

Lastly, many of you wrote expressing universal gratitude and praise for JCU President Rev. Robert Niehoff, S.J., and his momentous 12 years at the helm. For my summary of the Niehoff era, refer to the summer 2016 column wherein political correctness buffoonery at Yale and Brown is juxtaposed versus real-life leadership and experiences for undergrad Blue Streaks following the Niehoff doctrine that every JCU student will work toward improving the greater Cleveland community with direct action. We wish Fr. Niehoff a fruitful and fulfilling retirement. God speed, Father, and heartfelt thanks for a job well done.

God bless all Streaks.


Frank Kelley

Winter 2017
On Dec. 7, the 75th anniversary of Pearl Harbor, I remembered my dad, a young surgeon who put his life on hold (as did so many of our parents) to venture into perilous unknowns to help make the world a better place. His journey began in Australia, then on to the jungles of New Guinea, then the return with Gen. MacArthur to the Philippines, and finally several months in Japan. Our parents’ generation will be forever remembered as the Greatest Generation.

There have been a lot of tumultuous happenings since I wrote last. There was one titanic struggle between what many saw as the forces of good and evil, a no-holds-barred, down-to-the-last-moment nail-biter that seesawed back and forth, capturing the attention of the civilized universe as it went into the early morning hours. No, it wasn’t the presidential election; rather, it was the Cubs taking the World Series from the Indians in seventh- game, extra-innings drama. There were heroes on both sides. The cliche “it’s a shame someone had to lose” was never more appropriate. There were simultaneous feelings of joy for classmates in the Windy City and sadness for our good friends in Cleveland.

One election worth mentioning was in Elkhart, Indiana, where the people had the continuing good sense to return John Letherman to the county council, where he has served since 1989 and been president since 2001. He also has been chosen by his peers, since 1989, to sit on the Regional Michiana Council of Government, where he serves as chairman of the policy board. John’s laudable record of fiscal common sense and leadership in the area of economic development have been featured here before. We wish him continued success in his public service, a pursuit not for the faint of heart.

Football frenzy was rampant earlier this winter, as JCU played in the semifinals of the DIII National Championship tournament. The outpouring of enthusiasm by Streaks young and old, not to mention a regular season victory over Mount Union, was wonderful to observe. Notable alumni gatherings to watch the playoff games occurred in Columbus and Cleveland, Ohio, as well as at Nick’s Beer Garden in Chicago, where Tom Parker, John Breen, Bill Smith, Mike Herald, and Mike’s son Neil Herald ’89 gathered to cheer on coach Tom Arth ’03 and the 2016 team. Judging from the picture they forwarded, everyone was into the spirit of the occasion.

From left: Breen, Parker, Neil Herald '89, Smith, and Herald

From left: Breen, Parker, Neil Herald ’89, Smith, and Herald

Iota Chi Upsilon celebrated its 57th anniversary on campus during homecoming weekend. More than 250 members attended, including Ron Timpanaro and Mike McGannon, who said it was an uplifting and harmonious experience. While researching the IXY scholarship fund, I discovered a touching testimonial from the grandson of Dave Haas, stating he had been too young to know his grandfather very well, but going to John Carroll on the IChi scholarship created a close and special connection. Wonderful stuff!

Send me your thoughts and adventures. Until next time, God bless all Streaks.


Frank Kelley

Fall 2016
Another column, another perfect role for Jim Corsica ’68G with his talented Naples Improv Group. This season they feature Rocky Horror Show, with Jim playing the narrator, truly one of my favorite characters from any movie. I’ll rewind to rewatch his parts, especially during the Time Warp song during which he starts out casually observing but is gleefully participating in full by the end. You West Floridians, forward your reviews.

Following is an anonymous report from Fowler’s Mill Golf Course following the annual alumni outing. Can you decipher the one clue that might illuminate the tipster’s identity? “Proving that talent is no substitute for guile and grit, our class produced a strong showing. Gordie Priemer, Dave McClenahan, and Mike Herald were assigned a fourth partner, Jack Toronski ’59, in the scramble event. It soon became obvious that Jack was the best golfer in the foursome and was instantly awarded honorary class membership. Mike’s drives were laserlike in consistency, if not quite Tigerlike in distance; Gordie’s woods off the tees and fairways often achieved prodigious yardage (direction often questionable); and Mac’s shots were typically about 30-yards long and seeking trees, but a few went straight. Everyone lucked-in the occasional putt, and Jack frequently hit it long and straight when no one else could. Perceiving a yawning skill gap versus younger generations, our guys evened the playing field by employing multiple mulligans (purchased by Gordie, never one to miss a competitive edge), do-overs, roll-overs, gimmies, and other refined techniques devised by aging golfers long in the tooth and short on distance and direction. A great time was had by all, especially at the 19th hole, but it sure took a long time to get there.” And the identity clue? He concluded, “My days as sports editor of the Central Catholic Viking obviously taught me how to dress up a losing effort.” Send in your answers. Winners will be posted in the next column.

Most of us were enthralled by the Olympics in Rio. U.S. heroes and heroines abounded in all facets of the games. My favorite was cyclist Kristin Armstrong, winning her third consecutive gold medal in the individual time trial, then turning 43 the next day. Particularly commendable was Kristin’s all-out effort supporting her teammates in the road race a couple days before. Time trialists are frequently suspected of tanking the road race and preserving energy for their specialty. Not Kristin, who’s director of community health at St. Luke’s Hospital in Boise, Idaho. Russ Centanni ’66G is on the board of directors of the Family Practice Residency Program there and has attended some common gatherings with her. Russ officially will install her as a most honorary member of our class at their next encounter.

Until next time, God bless all Streaks.


Frank Kelley

Summer 2016
First, a hearty thank you to the many classmates who responded to the last column with well wishes for my grandson, Julian. He has returned to Children’s Hospital of Philadelphia for a fourth operation to reverse his colostomy and finally arrive at normal childhood as he approaches his first birthday. His recovery appears perfectly successful. Thanks again for your support.

There has been a lot of emails lately about the Iota Chi Upsilon (IXY) 60-year reunion on campus this fall. I knew Bill Kerner’s son, Bill Jr. ’88, was a member of IXY. Bill was president of the University Club, which enjoyed a lively rivalry with Iota Chi Upsilon during our years at Carroll. On another note, Bill and his wife, Jan, are returning once again to Stratford-on-Avon, Ontario, for the annual Shakespeare Festival and have charted an ambitious schedule of eight plays in three days: Shakespeare’s plays of rebellion (“Richard II” and “Henry IV”), the plays of redemption (“Henry IV” and “Henry V”), “Macbeth,” and “As You Like It.” For good measure, they added Moliere’s “The Hypochondriac” and Ibsen’s “J.G. Borkman.” Impressive indeed.

Dave McClenahan rang in during the Stanley Cup Finals, from Scotland no less. The games were beginning at 1 a.m. local time, and he was nervously waking every hour to check the game scores. I assured Dave that, in my observation, his Pittsburgh Penguins were outplaying San Jose in every facet of every game and he could confidently order his championship gear early. Dave and his wife, Carol, also have plans to attend the Stratford Shakespeare Festival, after the second half of their European trip, which includes a tour of Normandy and World War II sites of interest.

We checked in with Dr. Mike McGannon to inquire how his knee replacement worked out. He says it’s a wonderful improvement and healed perfectly in time for a 25-day trip to India in March and April. He said India was an amazing experience, incredibly different, colorful, rich, historic, spiritual, friendly – mind-popping on many levels. You can access photos of his trip at redwdz.smugmug.com. Noting the Cavaliers NBA championship victory, Mike sends his congratulations to the Cleveland natives enjoying their first pro championship since the year we graduated.

A gathering in Myrtle Beach (from left): Dick Koenig, Bill Smith, Mike Herald, John Breen, Charlie Englehart, Al Rutledge, Dave McClenahan, Gordon Priemer, and Frank Kelley

A gathering in Myrtle Beach (from left): Dick Koenig, Bill Smith, Mike Herald, John Breen, Charlie Englehart, Al Rutledge, Dave McClenahan, Gordon Priemer, and Frank Kelley

In May, nine of us gathered in Myrtle Beach for golf, sun, surf, and blarney: Dick Koenig, Bill Smith, Mike Herald, John Breen, Charlie Englehart, Al Rutledge, Dave McClenahan, Gordon Priemer, and me. Entertainment commissioner Rutledge arranged two golf matches on Litchfield Resort’s premiere courses. Scoring honors went to Rutledge, McClenahan, and Breen. The athletic highlight of the trip, however, was the underwater swim challenge between Breen and Herald after 48 hours of stringent negotiations and trash talk to settle the ground rules. An Olympic-worthy running start provided a dead heat halfway across the pool before disaster struck. Herald, who apparently can’t open his eyes underwater, drifted sideways and tidal-waved three innocent sunbathers, never reaching the finish line. Breen coasted to victory like Mark Spitz. A hastily negotiated pitcher of strawberry margaritas obviated any legal action contemplated by the drenched sideline observers.

Ron Timpanaro was the real hero of the Myrtle visit, although events kept him from attending. As on previous such gatherings, Tipp, a consummate food professional, spent several days preparing two full evenings’ dinners, smoking an 11-pound prime brisket and a mess of St. Louis ribs (Chipotle cinnamon rubbed with apricot glaze – see what I mean about professional?). Unfortunately, a last minute family medical emergency rendered him unable to be away from home for an extended period, but he did drive 800 miles one way to deliver the food to Dick Koenig at the Atlanta airport so we could enjoy, displaying once again that Semper Fi attitude we all associate with him. Literally, unbelievable. Onward on!

Lastly, a personal observation of the current university scene. For background, please google “Coddling of College Students Reaches Astounding Proportions” by Gene Lyons, a columnist for Universal Uclick. It has triggered countrywide reaction. Two brief items from that article and then a comparison with real life at JCU: Item 1: Brown University scheduled a campus-wide convention to discuss campus safety (including rape). But, fearing some students might be unable to cope with such a real world topic, the university established a “safe room” for any student fearing traumatization, stocked with cookies, balloons, coloring books, bubbles, Play-Doh, calming music, pillows, blankets, and a video of frolicking puppies. (What?) Item 2: English lit majors at Yale University objected that a required class in Major English Poets creates a culture especially hostile to students of color, i.e., reading Chaucer, Milton, and Shakespeare was deemed oppressive by the students. The author’s verdict was simple: “You don’t want to read Shakespeare, change your major.” Indeed, enough with letting the inmates run the asylum. Oh, excuse me, these anointed bastions of supposed American intellectualism.

Now let’s compare the above nonsense with this paraphrase of JCU’s Statement of Learning Outcomes and how it is implemented: “John Carroll University … a place of intellectual honesty, and mutual respect, encouraging students … excellence and mastery … challenged to pursue wisdom, competence, and psychological maturity, spiritual strength, ethical grounding … leading to action … to make a difference for others … challenged to be leaders …” This vision parallels the initiatives of President Robert Niehoff, S.J., that every JCU student will work toward improving the greater Cleveland community with direct action.

Now let’s juxtapose one example of JCU students making a difference through psychological maturity and action – the Carroll Ballers. Reported in the Sun News in late 2014, the Ballers are JCU students who provide mentoring toward a better life to inmates at juvenile detention centers around Greater Cleveland after class each day. JCU student leader and founder Michael Gong ’15, who’s on a career path to become a medical doctor, realized the potential in the juvenile detainees if only their potential could be triggered. He organized dozens of volunteers to visit the centers. Their plan was to first earn acceptance through basketball, then comradery eating pizza together, then tough love mentoring discussions about real life self-improvements, self-respect, and the value of GED diplomas. Gong reports recruitment to the cause can be tough. Sometimes fellow students are hesitant to join the Ballers at first, but after a taste of being a good example and seeing mentoring success, they stick around. Gong says becoming a role model is addictive. Again, Onward on! Success isn’t easy, unless you work at it.

Conclusion: I’m proud these JCU kids are our successors. No cookies or flouncing puppies necessary in University Heights. Just straight talk and old-fashioned leadership.

Until next time, God bless all streaks.


Frank Kelley

The Centannis

The Centannis

Spring 2016
In February, I received an email from Ginny and Russ Centanni ’66G, who were in Da Nang and halfway through their 15-day tour of Vietnam. They flew into Hanoi and, after ample exploration there, worked their way south, spending two days in central Vietnam visiting Hue, the nearby Marine base, and the Citadel. Then they traveled to the central coast and Da Nang, the old French colonial port with beautiful beaches. From there, they journeyed south, entering the tunnels at Cu Chi and arrived in Saigon, er, Ho Chi Minh City. It’s incredible how the thought of Saigon immediately brings flashbacks of that last helicopter leaving the roof of the U.S. Embassy, completing a 19-hour operation involving 81 helicopters. Operation Frequent Wind is called the largest helicopter evacuation in history, moving an amazing 5,000 Vietnamese and 1,000 Americans out of danger.



A day later, I received news from Dave Betz, who was taking a vacation within a vacation. During his and Linda’s annual winter trip to Maui, Dave and several fishing friends worked in a 10-day bachelor fishing trip in the rugged terrain and mountain streams of New Zealand’s North Island. With this trip Down Under, I don’t believe there’s a corner of the planet where Dave hasn’t threatened the fish population.

Regretfully, Joanne and I had an unfortunate conflict in March. We were off to Iceland with its glaciers, geysers, volcanoes, and waterfalls, all topped with aurora borealis. That trip prevented another trip to Naples, Florida, to see Jim Corsica’s ’68G turn as the Hitlerian Inspector Kemp in Mel Brooks’ Play “Young Frankenstein,” which played at the Sugden Community Theatre for a full month. The popular Naples Players had sold out six of 30 performances in early February. Extraordinary! Inspector Kemp – with his wooden leg, wooden arm, monocled eyepatch, and that outrageous accent – leads the pitchfork- and torch-wielding band of villagers in search of the monster. It’s the perfectl role for Jim, considering his wonderful sense of humor and gift of perfect timing. And don’t the rampaging villagers remind you of those spontaneous football pep rallies long ago?

Lastly, a personal note: My son Shane’s second child, Julian, was born Nov. 10 with a tumor on his spine that was almost as large as him. Julian has undergone three six-hour operations in his first two months on the planet. Doctors removed the tumor, repaired the perforated intestine, and relieved the dietary tract blockage of scar tissue. Existential thoughts abound for all of us in our seventh decade, and I’m thankful for Julian’s near-miraculous run against great odds. We’re all cognizant of our classmates or offspring dealing with serious health issues. Please remember the extended class of ’64 family in your daily prayers.

God bless all Streaks.


Frank Kelley

Winter 2016
I wrote this column with a heavy heart because Joanne and I had learned about the passing of Tom Ungashick from his wife, Ellen. The four of us became fast friends when they spent two years in Binghamton, New York, for Tom’s business pursuits. He was an astute businessman and entrepreneur, a world-class financial advisor and an all-around first- class person. Deeply devoted to prayer and his faith, Tom spent much time in spiritual mentoring and charitable works through the Rotary Club, Buckhead Christian Ministry, and Catholic Charities of Atlanta. One evening, the Ungashicks and Kelleys were enjoying a Binghamton minor league hockey game. Ungy asked for seats in a “puck-catching” area, so I had us 12 rows behind the goal with Tom on the aisle. Halfway through the game, a blocked shot arched toward us, right up the aisle. Tom casually draped his hand onto the step beside him. The puck skipped up the steps in three bounces and, running out of momentum, flopped directly into his hand. He got that endearing sheepish grin on his face as he glanced sideways at me three seats away. I asked, “Close enough for you?” It was the hockey equivalent of the parking lot “Unga-spot,” but that’s a story for another day. RIP good friend.

The annual Allyn Adams Memorial Christmas luncheon was hosted once again by Gordon Priemer and chaired by Tom Leahy. The Class of ’64 Scholarship Fund, started by Allyn and John Baker in 1984, was an important topic for attendees Tom Dickerson, Ed Fitzgerald, Dave Fegen, Marty Parks, Bill Gibbons, Joe Metz, Don Mihalko, Bill Kerner, Richard Nowicki, Jim Metzger, and Pat Holland, as well as Tom and Gordie. Fund committee members Gibbons, Priemer, and Kerner summarized the highlights of that morning’s meeting with JCU representatives Pete Bernardo ’67, ’72G and Tom Fanning. The fund has a fair market value of $382,520 (as of 5/31/15), with 30 years of donations totaling $117,858. The fund earned $8,935 during the past fiscal year and distributed its annual earnings of $15,909 in four scholarships of $3,977 each to class-related students. There’s unanimous agreement among class members and University officials about the merits of the scholarship fund. We’re committed to developing inventive ways to increase annual donations, building the fund value, and increasing the size of the scholarships. A second topic was our class website, which is being worked on primarily by Jim Williams. It’s a continuation of the work done developing classmate biographies for the 50th reunion. Additional information about adding new bios or modifying existing bios will be forthcoming as we get closer to the 55th reunion. The link to the site is sites.JCU.edu/classof1964.

Congratulations to Janet and Bill Kerner, who celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary in 2015. This autumn, they, along with Lynn ’87G and Gordie Priemer, traveled to Stratford, Ontario, for the annual Shakespeare Festival. The Kerners have been making the trip since the ’80s. It’s incredible how Prof. Joe Cotter’s Shakespeare class remains a vital part of so many classmates. We are fortunate that he crossed our literary paths.

I wish everyone a healthy new year. God bless all Streaks.


Frank Kelley

Fall 2015
Inspiration sometimes originates suddenly – and from unlikely sources. I was pleasantly surprised to find a front-page WSJ article featuring, of all things, a fellow college alumni journalist. Edward Gerson, Dartmouth College class of ’35, turned 100 years old this past January. He has two surviving classmates, and never misses a deadline. Excerpts from his columns reveal feisty, passionate, and heart-warming pieces. Last Christmas he wrote, “You are hearing from the luckiest person on earth … 100 years old …. still living a life that just gets better and better.” Google his name to get the full WSJ and NPR stories. Each year brings a new hero, and Eddie’s optimism sets the bar higher to keep these reports to you fresh and entertaining. Onward on!

Bill Smith forwarded a great picture of his daughter, Molly (Smith) Sheridan ’99, and her husband, John, dunking their daughter, Grace, in the Stanley Cup to celebrate the Chicago Blackhawks triumph this year. I estimate Grace attending JCU and graduating in 2023.

In other Windy City happenings, author/entrepreneur Jim Joyce visited in July with his granddaughter from Oxford, Miss. They found time for a Friday evening boat ride down the Chicago River with Smith, John Breen, and Joyce’s two sons. Jim reports heavy boat traffic through the loop the Kankakee River, he piloted clear of any trouble, ultimately ending at Harry Caray’s Restaurant for dinner.

There have been several inquiries about the whereabouts of the class biographies that were submitted for our 50th reunion last summer. Fearing their loss, I was delighted to rediscover them on this page. For comparison, I reviewed a Yale class of ’64 graduate’s book chronicling his classmates’ parallel 50-year journey from graduation through 2014. With the possible exception of Yale’s U.S. Senator Joe Lieberman, a VP candidate in 2000, you’ll find more intriguing, more inspirational, more heart-warming tales of achievement, heroism, patriotism, and community leadership in our own class biographies, (and it won’t cost you $29.95). I urge you to revisit them.

Dr. Mike McGannon stayed busy this summer on the waters of Monterey Bay whale watching during the high whale season. He has plans for an autumn steelhead-fishing trip to Northern British Columbia after getting his son Stevie settled in at colorful Cal-Berkeley as a junior transfer.

The Carmolas

The Carmolas

Lastly, congratulations to Mary Lou and Joseph Carmola of North Canton celebrating their 50th anniversary. They were married July 10, 1965, at St. Joseph’s Catholic Church in Massillon. They have two children and three grandchildren.

Stay healthy and send me your stories. God bless all Streaks!


Frank Kelley

Summer 2015
Many thanks to everyone who contributed to this lengthy online summer issue. Let’s dive right in …

I received warm greetings from Nancy and Bill Dix of Cleveland. They returned from a relaxing visit to Bermuda. Bill retired from teaching and coaching football in the Cleveland school system in 1996, but has continued working with the Lakewood High School football program since then. At the football banquet this past season, coach Dix was surprised with a plaque honoring his 25 years of dedication to the program, complete with a thunderous standing ovation from the team, past players, coaches, and parents. Nancy says Bill frequently surprises visiting players of previous generations by remembering their names, jersey numbers, positions played, and career highlights. Soon he begins summer two-a-day practices for his 26th season. Congratulations to Bill for his ongoing commitment to the youth of Cleveland. He’s a great example of 1964 Blue Streaks giving back to their communities, as we’ve all done in various ways.

Top (from left): Waldner, Moore, Rioux, Petricca, Jim Capparelli. Bottom (from left): Nash, Caputa, Leahy

Top (from left): Waldner, Moore, Rioux, Petricca,
Jim Capparelli. Bottom (from left): Nash, Caputa, Leahy

In February, Tom Nash hosted a two-day minireunion in Sarasota, Fla., for a gathering of Silver Streaks, including Bill Waldner, Tom Moore, John Rioux ’65, Tony Petricca, Jim Capparelli, Tony Caputa, Tom Leahy Hugh DeSantis, and their spouses. Details are sketchy, but there was mention of many a spirited toast to our class and time split equally between shuffleboard, golf, and beer pong.

In a separate gathering of ’64 faithful, 12 of us met in Waynesville, N.C., to also share tall tales and our latest medical reports. Al Rutledge, Ron Timpanaro, Gordon Priemer, Dave McClenahan, Charlie Englehart, Tom Ungashick, Bill Smith, Jim Heavey, John Breen, Mike Herald, and I descended on Jim Joyce’s home golf course, Waynesville Country Club, where we proceeded to exhibit equal and alternating displays of prowess and ineptitude across 27 of the most beautiful holes of golf I’ve had the pleasure to play. One particularly embarrassing moment came on a par-3 where Joyce announced that his wife, Barbara, recorded a hole-in-one during a family outing. Three of us promptly hit our tee shots into the pond. The highlight of the Waynesville trip was a surprise gift from our favorite steakhouse and wine bar, Chops, in Fort Wayne, Ind. Chops was featured in this column two years ago when proprietors Chuck and Kara Pastor (Kara is Mike Herald’s daughter) announced the drinks were on the house for visiting JCU alumni who presented their Blue Gold card. In May 2015, Chops was voted Best Wine Bar in Indiana, and the Pastors wanted to expand the celebration to include the group in Waynesville. Kara and Chuck sent Mike to Waynesville with 24 bottles of their finest reds and whites, a mixed collection that far exceeded any expectations for quality and rich taste. It was a gift that was greatly appreciated, thoroughly enjoyed, and did much to assuage bruised golf egos and strained muscles. To get a flavor for the unique experience that is Chops, Google Yelp.com, and read the impressive string of positive customer comments.

Speaking of golf, in December 1994, I reported my first hole-in-one on a blustery winter afternoon. This April, on a benign spring morning, I recorded a second ace in Upstate New York. In the interest of full disclosure – eschewing false modesty, and acknowledging the good fortune that’s involved in every such golf shot that traverses nature’s vagaries, such as inconstant wind and uneven ground – I freely admit to a whiff during the same outing. On the last hole, with the ball laying on pine straw between trees, I overswung and smoothly slid under the ball, missing it completely. Heading to the 19th hole, to buy the traditional round for my playing partners, I enjoyed three ales – one for the good shot and two for the bad and ugly one.

The Lethermans

The Lethermans

Hearty congratulations go to Dianne and John Letherman, who recently celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary. They met while attending JCU and were married at Our Lady of Angels Catholic Church in Cleveland on June 19, 1965. Their first three years of marriage were spent in Stuttgart, Germany, where John served in the U.S. Army, ultimately becoming a Transportation Corps company commander responsible for 200 soldiers and 60 large trucks performing various highway missions throughout Western Germany. They’ve since lived, worked, and raised their family in Elkhart, Ind., where John has distinguished himself as a successful businessman and a highly respected government leader at the local, county, and regional levels, as previously reported in these pages. John is a partner at FM Stone Commercial and president of the Elkhart County Council. Dianne and John enjoy spending time with their six children and 14 grandchildren.

Carolyn and Jim McDonald reside in Naples, Fla. During a career traveling the globe as a civilian with the Department of the Army, Jim spent eight years in Germany in Stuttgart and Ansbach, eight years in Holland with Allied Forces of Central Europe, and closed with almost eight years at Fort Drum in Northern New York State. In all, more than 23 years with the Army Continuing Education System, helping soldiers through the promotion process and preparation for civilian life through counseling, testing, degree programs, and college tuition assistance. In addition to extracurricular activities as a scoutmaster during this time, Jim also graduated from the Army Management Staff College and the Army Command and General Staff College. Recently, he was elected president of the International Men’s Club of America. Carolyn and Jim frequently travel to Columbus, Ohio, to visit Jim’s daughter, Heather; her husband, David Samodi; and their six children.

From the enthusiasm of the many contributors to this column, it appears summer 2015 will be one to remember. Have fun and share your experiences.

God bless all Streaks.


Frank Kelley

Spring 2015
Good reading on the horizon. Indefatigable and always entertaining, author Jim Joyce’s fourth book is available from McFarland and Company publishers. “The Mind and I: Reflections of a Psychoanalyst” can be ordered in paperback or Kindle format.

Hearty, well-deserved congratulations go to Angus McPhie, who received the Trustee Award from the University of Cincinnati Foundation recognizing a volunteer’s significant contribution that will greatly enhance the level of care offered through the Neuroscience Institute and UC Health. Gus wrote business plans securing a $14-million gift toward the construction of a state-of-the-art neuroscience research hospital dedicated toward solving comprehensive brain and nerve disorders. The award language describes his determination, passion, credibility, and visionary thinking. He also was All PAC Quarterback and the Cleveland Touchdown Club’s Most Outstanding College Player in 1964. Strong Blue Streak roots producing powerful results.

In December, I traveled to campus to enjoy the annual class Christmas luncheon. The night before, I attended the men’s basketball drubbing of Ohio Northern with Gordie Priemer and his daughter, Molly. The victory marked hall-of-fame coach Mike Moran’s 400th NCAA victory at JCU. President Robert Niehoff, S.J., nodded in approval of our large 400 placard when he took center court at the end of the game to commemorate Moran’s feat. Stopping, as you might expect, for a nightcap at Pizzazz, we were surprised when the Blue Streak team and coach Moran came in for a pizza celebration. We were delighted when he sat at our table for a 20-minute conversation. The luncheon the next day featured JCU’s senior director of philanthropic relations, Peter Bernardo ’67, ’72G, and a lively discussion about long-range goals for the 1964 scholarship with classmates Jim Metzger, Bill Gibbons, Gordie Priemer, Jerry Grdina, Pat Holland, Tom Dickerson, Dave Fegen, Tom Leahy, Don Mihalko, Joe Metz, Frank Kelley, Bill Kerner, and Ed Fitzgerald. The scholarship committee will report more in the future.

Finally, we lost one of our great ones when John Baker passed away at year’s end. He was a lifelong Carroll stalwart, serving 12 years on JCU’s board of trustees, two years as president of the National Alumni Association, and past chair of the Alumni Annual Fund. With Allyn Adams, he established the Class of 1964 Scholarship. An officer and member of many campus organizations, John primarily will be remembered as editor-in-chief of the superb 1964 Carillon. Significantly, the Carroll News reported, in late spring of 1964, that the ’64 yearbook was the first to arrive on campus in time for distribution before semester’s end. John Baker always delivered. The family requested that anyone who wished could remember him with a gift to the Class of 1964 Scholarship.

Stay in touch. God bless all Streaks.


Frank Kelley

Winter 2015
A homecoming weekend report for Sept. 26-28, 2014: On Sunday, JCU President Robert Niehoff, S.J., presided over the formal dedication of the Class of ’64 Fountain, which greatly enhances and completes the St. Ignatius Loyola Plaza adjacent to Pacelli Hall, where it all started for many of us, and the wonderful Saint Francis Chapel. Attending the ceremony, and forming a quite dignified honor guard all dressed in blue blazers, were classmates Bill Gibbons, Jerry Grdina, Jim Williams, Jack Froehlich, Pat Holland, Frank Kelley, Tom Dickerson, Bill Kerner, and reunion activities chairman-for-life Tom Leahy (who suggested the blue blazers, which was a great touch) along with Kathryn Clearage. Funding the fountain was the brainchild of our late classmate Allyn Adams. Allyn’s widow, Susan, appropriately was the honored guest at the ceremony. Fr. Niehoff drew laughter with his comments about several unauthorized additions at various times to the fountain including a bicycle and several goldfish. Kind of takes you back to our own hijinks, doesn’t it? Also, he reported a successful marriage proposal on site. All in all, it was a successful beginning. I arrived on Friday and was blown away by the beauty of the fountain scene at night – the water lit from beneath and aligned with the floodlit, giant U.S. flag in the middle of the Quad with Gracelli Tower further on. Later, as I was browsing among the Hall of Fame plaques, three students walked by, and one asked, “Was that you back in the day?” Fortunately, Dr. Joseph Cotter’s Milton class provided a great paraphrase response: “They also serve who only stand and cheer,” I told them. “We were the original 12th man.” “Right on,” they responded. On Saturday, Jack Froehlich and I were hosted by Tom Leahy at Shaker Heights Country Club for golf. At least that’s what Jack and Tom were playing. Mary Leahy gave me fair warning about the treacherous rough, and I heard her voice in my head every time I wandered far afield. That night – joined by Jack’s wife, Jerry – the five of us thoroughly enjoyed the Blue Streaks thrashing Baldwin Wallace on the gridiron. It was another chance to engage with the student body, and just like reunion weekend, the genuine friendliness and personality of the undergrads was thoroughly uplifting – everything we could hope for, actually. Heading home following the fountain ceremony, I stopped in Pittsburgh to visit Carol and Dave McClenahan. Dave and I squeezed in some golf at Sewickley Country Club where similar rough and rolling hills caused me more anguish. Subsequently, however, chef Dave grilled a perfect salmon dinner to help erase those memories.

Members of the class of ’64 dedicate the St. Ignatius Plaza fountain. From left: Tom Leahy, Bill Kerner, Kathryn Carol Clearage, Jerry Grdina, Susan Adams (widow of Allyn Adams), Bill Gibbons, Jim Williams, Jack Froehlich, Pat Holland, Frank Kelley, and Tom Dickerson.

Members of the class of ’64 dedicate the St. Ignatius Plaza fountain. From left: Tom Leahy, Bill Kerner, Kathryn Carol Clearage, Jerry Grdina, Susan Adams (widow of Allyn Adams), Bill Gibbons, Jim Williams, Jack Froehlich, Pat Holland, Frank Kelley, and Tom Dickerson.

Gordon Priemer and his daughter, Molly, recently traveled to Houston where Gordie’s sister, Janet Upole, received an award for lifetime contributions to the Houston Grand Opera. They were received at George Bush Intercontinental Airport by Ron Timpanaro, who proceeded to give them the grand tour of greater Houston, concluding with a home- cooked meal by his wife, Patty, before the awards ceremony. Gordie said the ceremony was first class. Well-deserved congratulations to Janet.

Whether you’re riding out the winter with snow shovels or suntan lotion, may you be happy and healthy. God bless all Streaks.


Frank Kelley

Fall 2014

At the time of this writing, it was three months since our 50th reunion, and the glow was lingering. Many of you suggested the event needed to be longer simply because the large turnout didn’t leave us enough time to visit adequately with everyone we needed to catch up with. The only real complaint seems to be what to do with all those leftover red drink tickets. I suggest we collect them and sell them to the class of ’65 at a discount. The proceeds can go to an appropriate scholarship fund.

I submitted my 50th reunion report of about 2,000 words in the last column which, alas, was published online only. When talking with many of you, I’ve concluded this has been seen only sporadically. Therefore, I conduct the following tutorial: Google JCU, and follow the prompts to alumni, then class notes, then 1964. Or you can simply google John Carroll magazine and follow similar prompts to view the column, all previous columns, and much more Blue Streak information. Following the reunion report, you’ll also find my memorial tribute to Jim Woodward, who passed away suddenly two weeks after our get-together.

Significant work has been done to enhance alumni relations at JCU under the supervision of Eric Eickhoff, assistant director of Alumni Chapter Programs. In addition to the venerable chapters in Chicago; Detroit; Cleveland; New York; Pittsburgh; Buffalo, N.Y.; and D.C., new chapters have been formed in Atlanta; Charleston, S.C.; Denver; Nashville, Tenn.; Tampa, Fla.; and Research Triangle, N.C. You can research any of the chapters on your computer by entering the city name before @jcu.edu. I’ve reviewed several and am impressed by the variety and breadth of programs and social events. For additional information, contact Eric at 216-397-3061 or eeickhoff@jcu.edu.

Cathy and Al Rutledge are anxiously awaiting the arrival of their third grandchild – this time to their son, Mike, in San Francisco. Their daughter, Lucy, has two sons – the oldest is in the first grade. Best of all, Lucy and her family are living in the greater Detroit area. All grandparents know the heart warming value of a close proximity.

I had an accidental phone conversation with my old roommate, Dick Koenig, when I misdialed a phone contact. I asked the constant traveler where he had just landed and wasn’t disappointed – Chattanooga, Tenn., where his daughter, Taylor, practices medicine. The phone contact I was attempting was a mutual friend in Detroit, Jay Kotcher, which prompts an amusing memory. In the summer of 1963, Dick and John Breen were visiting Motown, and we were out for an evening on the water on Kotcher’s boat. Unfortunately, poor planning ruled, and we ran out of gas in the Detroit River freighter channel off the Canadian shore. We didn’t call for assistance until we were on our last beverage. Then, just as the Coast Guard cutter came into view, Breen discovered another layer of Budweiser beneath the cooler ice. The captain wasn’t amused when we requested they come back in an hour so we could finish our refreshments. This international incident was the inspiration for Koenig and I to write our famous song “Budweiser” (sung to the tune of Moon River), but that’s a story for another column.

Wrapping up, your homework assignment is to immediately open your computer, go to jcu.edu, and read my reunion report for the June 2014 hijinks, including references to Bernie Canepari, Tom Dickerson, Jim Corsica, JCU President Robert Niehoff, S.J., and the groundbreaking ceremony for the Saint Ignatius Plaza. Call or email me when you’ve completed this task. I’m looking forward to hearing from you because I’m always thirsting for more input. Until next time, God bless all Streaks.


Frank Kelley

Summer 2014
We came from near and far – Shaker Heights, Puget Sound, Monterey Bay – unannounced, unregistered, and unchanged. Mike Conway flew in from South Africa with the same twinkling eyes, shy grin, and tales of more missionary success. Accountants, attorneys, entrepreneurs, businessmen, soldiers, sailors, government officials, innovators, educators, inventors, thespians, judges, doctors – successful lives of all makes and models. I picture Joe Schell in the Jesuit hall of heroes nodding sagely and saying, “I knew it all along!”

One of the best parts of the reunion has been our class’ 50th reunion yearbook, originally proposed and coordinated by Jim Williams, wherein many of you have submitted an autobiography of your life since graduation. A special thanks to JCU’s IT staff that entered it so professionally. Click here to see.

On Friday night at the president’s reception, Fr. Robert Niehoff, S.J., spoke about living an Ignatius way of life. How have we responded to that challenge? After reading the terrific – and in many ways inspirational – biographies you submitted, the only conclusion can be we’ve done remarkably well. Our paths have crossed and influenced many thousands of others throughout the past 50 years in a multitude of ways. If you haven’t yet done so, set aside time to review those bios. You’ll be glad you did. If you haven’t done so, you can still submit yours by following the directions on the site.

Our traditional Thursday night soiree got us off to a fast start. Lynn ’87G and Gordie Priemer hosted a fabulous outdoor kick-off buffet, and everyone seemed up to speed instantly. The years melted away, and we were young again, renewing old friendships, recalling old nicknames, retelling old stories (true and false). It seemed like we’d seen each classmate just yesterday, whether it had been one year or 50.

Mike Herald presented me with an immense bottle of wine from his daughter’s restaurant, Chops, in Fort Wayne, Ind., as thanks for featuring them in a previous column. The wine was delicious. I think this qualifies as my first act of payola.

We owe a sweeping bow to the reunion committee and especially chairman Tom Leahy who, in his wildest dreams, couldn’t imagine the wonderful turnout. We set a 50-year reunion record with 108 registrants, although there were a few late cancellations. We also extend a huge thanks to Carla Gall ’05 and Pete Bernardo ’67, ’72G for coordinating our activities. All campus events and meals were well planned and executed with precision. Even though we boasted our largest reunion crowd ever, there seemed to be less of a cat-herding aspect to all of our endeavors this time. We’ll humor ourselves and chalk that up to maturity, not to an admission of slowing down. I must admit, however, I was in bed by midnight, well, 1 a.m. each night, breaking a personal tradition.

Some of my favorite moments include:

Kevin Coughlin easily winning the Henny Youngman/Rodney Dangerfield award, effortlessly delivering more than 200 one-liners in three days without repetition. The Glee Club members superbly reliving past glory, delivering stirring renditions of the Alma Mater and Fight Song.

Hugh DeSantis, for once at a loss for words, in the hospitality tent on Saturday. At last call, he ordered an additional scotch on the rocks. The bartender took the first one and gave him the second. Sporting a look of Jimmy Fallon-like incredulity, it took Hugh three fumbling attempts before he convinced the young man he wanted to keep the original scotch, too. I still laugh when I recall the look on his face.

In his five-year ritual, Tom Dickerson, once again, claimed he had brought his racquetball gear and challenged one and all to a match. Most rolled their eyes and ordered another libation of choice. Dick Koenig accepted the racquet challenge Thursday night, but the courts were locked tight Friday morning. Alas, no racquet award this year.

Friday night dinner and dancing under the big top was a wonderful evening. Our class outnumbered all the other classes combined – and we danced better. By night’s end, the only people still standing were us and the student volunteers who were off for the evening. We danced better than them as well, but maybe not quite so vigorously. It was Joanne and my 11th anniversary; we haven’t danced so much since our wedding day or been surrounded by so many old friends.

Odds and ends:

Jim Corsica ’68G admitted that after hearing so many funny stories at the Saturday luncheon he abandoned any attempt at humor and went sincere, speaking for all of us when stating how wonderful it was to be back together again. His lovely companion, Dale, added that she expected a good time but not such a great one.

Bernie Canepari ’66G, discussing being on the board of his downtown theater group, praised his JCU logic and philosophy classes, saying they often made him the smartest person in the room. He recalled refuting one point by declaring to the stunned group, “That’s a false premise.” He wished he had attended previous reunions.

Toward that end, it’s not too early to make your commitment to our 55th in 2019. I note the our class website has grown significantly, with many new additions since reunion. There were many shared, warm stories and sentiments in the days immediately following the event. The site has become an integral, immediate, and entertaining method of class communication. If you haven’t yet joined please contact our webmaster, John Breen (jabreen333@sbcglobal.net). It’s so efficient that, in many ways, it has me feeling like a local newspaper being put out of business by the Internet.

Al Rutledge captured one recurring comment in the days following: “How the hell can I feel this bad but still have so many red drink tickets left?” Perhaps we should pool our leftovers and offer them to the class of ’65 at a discounted price.

A blast from the past:

I was contacted by English professor, Mary Ann Whitney, following the event. She said we were her favorite class at JCU and we shared reminiscences for a couple of hours. When she contacted the alumni office to inquire about our class, she was told we’re the poster child of a great class, specifically mentioning our funding of the St. Ignatius fountain, among our accomplishments. I mailed her “The Ball Game of Life” class history and some other odds and ends. We committed to further discussions, which I will share in the future.

One of my favorite spots on campus is the Saint Francis Chapel, and we should all be rightfully proud we were able to fund the fountain project that will significantly enhance that corner of the old quad, astride Pacelli Hall, right where so many of us started. Funding the fountain was a primary initiative of Allyn Adams, and it was a poignant and satisfying moment when Susan Adams delivered her groundbreaking ceremony remarks alongside Fr. Niehoff on Saturday evening, reminding us all of Allyn’s deep life-long commitment to the University. In fact Fr. Niehoff, in his welcoming remarks at the president’s reception, stated that meeting Allyn was one of the biggest factors in making his decision to come to JCU after several refusals. Wow! The plaza is scheduled for dedication during homecoming weekend this September.

Pete Bernardo and Molly McArdle were also on hand representing Carroll. When I introduced them to Joanne, she asked how I knew them. My answer: They both have swiped my credit card.

Lastly, and sadly, Jim Woodward passed away of a massive stroke two weeks after reunion. You ‘ll find my memorial comments after this closing. There aren’t enough superlatives to describe the reunion experience, an afterglow that continues to this day. Universally acclaimed the best ever, it’s nonetheless destined to be eclipsed by our 55th reunion in 2019. Stay on those exercise machines, don’t skip your hot yoga classes, and I’ll see you in five years, God willing. Until then, God bless all Streaks.


Remembering Jim Woodward
We were all stunned by the news of Jim’s massive stroke two weeks after spending such a great four days with him in University Heights. His “oversize and fun personality,” quoting Mike McGannon, was one everyone looked forward to reconnecting with. I certainly did. Jim was a personification of the Ignatius way of life mentioned by JCU president Fr. Robert Niehoff, S.J., at the president’s reception. He was a popular and active figure in campus affairs during our undergraduate years, primarily in the University Club, Glee Club, and as organization editor for the 1964 Carillon. Jim was a patriot and hero, joining the U.S. Navy Officer’s Training Program and serving on both coasts, the Mediterranean, and heroically in Vietnam on river patrol boats earning the Bronze Star. He also spent 12 years in the naval reserves ramming around the Great Lakes in PT boats training reservists because, as he says, he enjoyed it. He returned to Illinois to a successful advertising executive career and spent his later years paying it forward, teaching English to disadvantaged Spanish-speaking primary school children who “loved him so much,” to quote the funeral home memory board. I specifically remember Woody’s arrival at the last reunion. I was in the bookstore on a sleepy Friday morning when such a ruckus broke around the registration area that everyone rushed out to see what happened. It was Jim’s grand entrance featuring a string of hilarious one-liners taking out everyone in sight. He had student volunteers and by-standers alike in stitches. Just great! I feel fortunate he and I communicated during the past couple of years, as we confirmed Jim won the Silver Quill Award as class columnist back in 1984 and established that recognition on the JCU website. At one point during the recent festivities, John Breen, Butch Cavanagh, Jim, and discussed the fun and benefit of being a class journalist. (What is it with Irishmen and the column?) There was a copy of Jim’s classic review of our 20th reunion on our class storyboard that appeared at several reunion venues. Hopefully, you read it. If not, I’ll gladly send a copy upon request. Jim was a classic in every sense of the word, a true renaissance man. Reviewing all his tributes the past several days, the same words kept appearing: fun, smart, articulate, generous, witty, intelligent, and first class. We’ll miss him at subsequent get-togethers, but he’ll be there in spirit as we remember him. Rest in peace, Jim. God keep you, and God bless all Streaks!


Frank Kelley

Spring 2014

Here comes the Reunion Express, hurtling at you just weeks before our 50th celebration on campus June 13-15. It’s destined to be the best ever. More than 100 classmates have signed up to attend, thanks to the tireless efforts of committee chair Tom Leahy and members. Each of our nine reunions has been extraordinarily unique and rewarding, leaving a lasting glow that prompted each one, in turn, to be labeled the best ever. I confidently predict this one will be no exception. For additional information, contact Tom (tleahy@ballpro.com) or Pete Bernardo ’67, ’72G (pbernardo@jcu.edu).

Carol and Dave McClenahan kicked off 2014 in grand style, jetting off to New Zealand – where they put a couple thousand miles on their rental car in a self-directed tour of both islands – for three weeks. They hiked extensively every day, calling each locale more beautiful than the previous one. Several locales were Lord of The Ring movie venues. After a 10-day rest, they were back at it, heading in the opposite direction to Tanzania. After three weeks of adjusting to harrowing left-lane driving in New Zealand, Dave was happy to be chauffeured around the wild game reserves. Their Land Rover was six feet from a lion at one point. They slept in camps, where you’re not allowed out of your tent after dark and the wild animals are free to roam. They woke one night with a hippo 10 feet outside the door. Dave says, “You’re in the middle of the African scene: predators, prey, and scavengers all living nature’s daily struggle and not bothered by your presence. They go about their business as if you’re not there.”

I caught up with Mike McGannon during the zero-degree, 49er-Packer playoff game in Green Bay. Fortunately, he and wife, Sally, were watching from the Pacific shore in Zihuatanejo, Mexico, where it was 93 degrees warmer. Mike had a fascinating 50-year ride, heading straight from graduation to med school at Ohio State and a pediatrics internship at Los Angeles County+USC Medical Center. He admits a little (???) culture shock transitioning from Cleveland to L.A. Then he spent two years as an Army flight surgeon – the first year based in Can Tho, Vietnam – followed by four more years in L.A. to complete his residency and two years in pediatrics emergency, where he met Sally, a pediatrics-ICU nurse. Expanding his skill set, he then accepted a two-year fellowship in general emergency medicine at San Francisco Medical Center, leading to his work with an emergency medical group on Monterey Bay, where they remain today, living in Aptos, a coastal redwood forest. His shady, quiet, redwood-canyon home has perfectly offset the intensity of emergency room work throughout the years. Sally, who pioneered hospice and AIDS initiatives in Santa Cruz County, is a marriage/family therapist in private practice. She also teaches at the Jesuit Santa Clara University. Their son, Stevie (21), attends Cabrillo College. Mike suggests name tags for the reunion, preferably in large print.

I wish continued success to Dick Koenig, who didn’t leave aviation for long. He’s now executive director and president of the Corporate Angel Network, a not-for-profit charity that helps cancer patients travel free of cost to their treatment centers on business aviation aircraft provided by 580 American companies.

Lastly, for more reunion buzz, google John Carroll magazine, then click Class Notes 1964. Scroll to the fall 2009 column for a summary of the 2009 reunion. Then scroll to the summer 2009 column for the historical summary of Kelley’s funniest moments from each reunion that are highly recommended by Gus McPhie. Don’t miss the spring 2013 column that concludes with my (nonpainful for science majors) poem reviewing our class history from crossroads to graduation. Travel safe. God bless all Streaks.


Frank Kelley

Winter 2014

Thirty-one star football players from the classes of 1963-1966 spread across the dais at the JCU Athletic Hall of Fame dinner Sept. 27, when the undefeated teams of 1962 and 1963 were formally inducted in a heart-warming and memory-drenched ceremony that delighted the audience. ’62 captain Tim Gauntner ’63 and ’63 captain Dick Koenig alternately read the roll of players who dominated the Presidents Athletic Conference for two 7-0 seasons. How dominant? They scored 351 points while allowing only 48. They set 12 PAC records, four NCAA records, and recorded eight shutouts; and fielded 14 All-PAC players, nine All Americans, eight all-time JCU transition era selections, and seven Hall of Fame inductees. That night you could tell the boys of autumn still had it – the easy-going fellowship and the devil-may-care, self-deprecating humor and locker-room fraternity was still evident. But make no mistake, these boys used grim determination when the chips were down, chips that mattered, chips that meant self-respect and winning or losing. That’s when these boys were all about the size of the fight in the dog and not visa-versa. You’d love to meet and hang with these guys in any everyday situation. You just didn’t want to meet them across the line of scrimmage. Joining Koenig were ’64 teammates Jim Heavey, Gus McPhie, Gordie Priemer, Ron Timpanaro, Wally Mueller, Bill Kerner, Mike Weigand, Bill Waldner, Bob Heutsche, Tom Parker, Tom Maroni, and John Kovach. Activities began Friday afternoon with a program update from new head coach Tom Arth ’03 inside Shula Stadium and then on to a midfield meeting where the 2013 squad greeted the honorees with excited applause and questions. ’63 defensive captain Ron Timpanaro gave the current team one of his patented rousing pep talks. (They subsequently went on to a highly successful 9-1 regular season.) That night it was on to the dais and induction. The proud 31 took center stage to conclude the evening’s ceremony and were greeted with a warm standing ovation and an impromptu chorus of “Onward On John Carroll.” Gauntner and Koenig recognized the deceased team members and managers, including place kicker Denny Dempsey, team publicist Tony Culicchia and team senior manager Phillip Corrigan. Then they called the roll of players. Koenig surprised the civilians in the audience, naming Tom Leahy, Al Rutledge, Dave McClenahan, and me, citing our attendance as representative of the tremendous fan support the team enjoyed, rain or shine, even on road trips. Dick concluded with a special shout-out to Jim Heavey (next paragraph). Saturday night’s homecoming game began with the beer tent, which is a distinct improvement over our home games in the ’60s. The inductees were introduced on field at halftime, receiving another rousing standing ovation from the large crowd. Can you get too many standing ovations? Captain Koenig’s closing remarks were a special tribute to Heavey and his electrifying contributions throughout the 1961-63 seasons: his career punt-return average of 16.6 yards, 397 total punt-return yards in 1961, a single-game record of 164 yards, and his 1961 punt-return average of 24.8 yards that set an NCAA record lasting longer than 30 years. John Kovach commented on the critical field position Jim’s returns provided in close games. Heav’s 100-plus punt-return yards earned him MVP of the 1963 homecoming game. Dick’s final comment speaks for the entire class: “Heav, you should be in the Hall of Fame, and now you are!”

Members of the 1962 and 1963 football teams who were inducted into the JCU Athletic Hall of Fame

Members of the 1962 and 1963 football teams who were inducted into the JCU Athletic Hall of Fame

Lastly, reunion alert! There are about 100 confirmed attendees for this summer. Watch your email and postbox for updates from chairman Tom Leahy and the committee. I’m looking forward to seeing you all there. God bless all Streaks!


Frank Kelley

Fall 2013
There’s one phrase that has consistently warmed the hearts of man more than any other since the Irish monks spread enlightenment throughout Medieval Europe: “The drinks are on the house!” And that’s the message passed on by Mike Herald from Fort Wayne, Ind., where his daughter, Kara, and her husband, Chuck Pastor, have expanded their original operation, Chops steaks and seafood restaurant. It includes the Chops wine bar, ostensibly selling more wine per evening than any establishment in Northeast Indiana. Just ask for Mike in the notably friendly atmosphere on W. Jefferson Blvd., present your Blue Gold card, and bottoms up.

Russ Centanni reports that Linda and Tom Dickerson engaged in an 80-day, cross-country summer odyssey in their ’67 Impala SS convertible. The caravan arrived in Idaho over July Fourth, and the lads cooled off by challenging the Payette River whitewater 40 miles north of Boise. More details about the Dickersons’ adventures next time.

Tom Dickerson channels Indiana Jones in the bow. Rus Centanni is in the stern.

Tom Dickerson channels Indiana Jones in the bow. Rus Centanni is in the stern.

Congratulations to Dick Koenig, retiring after 37 years as publisher of Flying magazine. Dick’s 45-year aviation career was crowned last fall when he was awarded the Distinguished Statesman of Aviation Award by the National Aeronautics Association. As captain of our ’63 football team, Orange also played an instrumental role in September’s homecoming celebration this year, which marked 50 years since our two-season undefeated run in 1962 and 1963. On Sept. 27 the members of both squads were inducted into the JCU Hall of Fame. Contemplating the historic evening evokes many memories of those wonderful autumn afternoons: Big John Kovach knocking down a would-be pulling blocker, then another, then with striking finality the ball-carrier; Jim Heavey’s swooping, acrobatic punt returns yielding irresistible field position; three-year All American Gordie Priemer playing so tough both ways every game; Gus McPhie deep to Koenig after a triple reverse to finally take the comeback lead in senior year’s finale; Ron Timpanaro’s gritty, take-no- prisoners style, his 57-yard punt return was the back- breaker upsetting powerful Ohio Northern; on the nonplayer side, Hugh DeSantis involuntarily became the first crowd-surfer as he is passed from the top of the stadium to the feet of Fr. Schell; class president Pat Nally presents Fr. Dunn with the victory flag to begin the ’63 season, apparently without jinx; the existence of a rumored victory wine gourd, but it can’t be confirmed; lastly, my favorite, drum major Larry Felter, after JCU’s band is announced to play the national anthem, struts before the cheering WRU homecoming crowd, leading a rousing rendition of Onward On (to their chagrin – pun intended).

I’m getting unanimously positive feedback about attendance at our 50th reunion, June 13-15, 2014. Please support the ’64 Memorial Fountain project.

God bless all Streaks.


Frank Kelley

Summer 2013
We’re pleased to report more good news for author Jim Joyce. His autobiographical account of the helicopter war in Vietnam has more legs than a centipede. Now he’s been contacted by McFarland Publishers to consult on converting the imminently popular “Pucker Factor 10” to a graphic novel, which has emerged as a fast-growing segment of book publishing, increasingly recognized by libraries and educators as mainstream literature for children and young adults. During the past decades, bookstores have evolved from a solitary comic book rack to shelves of gorgeously illustrated volumes. I see PF 10 multiplying into spinoffs including a U.S. Marine tie-in featuring Ron Timpanaro, a Piper Scout chapter starring a 50-caliber toting John Kovach, and a Swift Boat episode wherein Joyce encounters young Naval Lt. John Kerry. All this is a long way from Jim being lost over Lake Erie on his first solo.

Early summer features a trip to Detroit for the Austin Prep School golf reunion. This year’s main event was a fraternal JCU match starring my brother, Dr. Jim Kelley ’70, Joe Moran ’70, Joe’s brother Mike Moran, my Austin classmate, and me. There was plenty of Irish-style kibitzing and tall tales after golf with Moran brother-in-law Al Rutledge, with his wife, Cathy, joining in. One memory was a trip I made to University Heights in early 1970 for a rousing summit addressing the postgraduate world with the soon-to-be ’70 grads from Detroit that also included Dick Ray and F. Peter Blake. All agreed those discussions, revolving around the ’69 – ’70 recession and the waning war in Vietnam, required copious amounts of Murray Hill refreshments to maintain a superior level of discussion. We persevered.

There was plenty of email traffic during the Stanley Cup Playoffs, which were the most gripping in years. Early excitement was dashed, as in the case of Dave McClenahan and the Pittsburgh Penguins. There was the amazed disbelief of Rutledge and Kelley (disguised as we-knew-it-all-along bravado) when the Detroit Red Wings went 14 games deep after barely making the playoffs. Those in the Windy City celebrated as the Blackhawks, with unparalleled team speed and game control, completed the promise of their record-setting season start. Hearty congratulations to John Breen, Bill Smith, and especially to Bill’s daughter, Hawk ultrafan Molly (Smith) Sheridan ’99. We look forward to seeing Molly again next summer at our 50th reunion, her 15th.

Now let’s catch up with Col. Mike McManus, U.S. Army (Ret). After commissioning in August 1964, Mike served the next 23 years with overseas duty stations in Germany, Vietnam, and Korea. Tours stateside included Atlanta and two separate Pentagon postings totaling seven years split by two years at Fort Campbell, Ky., as a battalion commander. He formally retired in 1988 and became a management consultant for 18 years in in the D.C. area. His wife, Kathy, is an attorney who has 31 years with the SEC. They have four children, ranging in age from 13 to 22. Now completely retired, Mike has taken the opportunity to explore the Western states the past several summers with the kids, centering activities in Estes Park, Colo. He does whole-house renovations as a hobby. Recent travels have brought him in contact with several classmates – Jerry Rosovitz at the Youngstown Cardinal Mooney High School reunion, Joan and Marty Parks in Mentor, and Barb and Lee Tosi in the Pittsburgh area.

Lastly, watch your email and snail mail for information concerning the 50th reunion, now in less than a year. I hope you’re all as excited as I am. “We’ll celebrate 50 years with joy, food, and drink; review fond memories gone by in a blink; and excuse tall tales with a nod and a wink.”

God bless all Streaks!


Frank Kelley

Spring 2013
In 1960, when I told my dad I’d be going to John Carroll in the fall, he said wryly, “Good. You can use the Jesuit influence.” As I write, white smoke rises from Vatican City, and the entire Jesuit firmament from St. Ignatius Loyola to Fr. Joseph Schell is singing as we welcome Pope Francis, the bus-riding, economy-class-flying pontiff. We similarly think: “Just in time. We can use the Jesuit influence.”

Dr. Dave Haas, LTC, U.S. Army (Ret.) was laid to rest March 4, 2013. His flag-draped casket was horse drawn to Arlington Cemetery. A color guard attended. Dave’s four sons – all senior military officers in the U.S. Army and Navy – escorted their mother, Barbara. John Kovach, Ted Bidigare, Mike McManus, and Mike Naylon represented our class. Dave was a great officer and friend.

Classmates (from left) Ted Bidigare, John Kovach, Mike McManus, and Mike Naylon honored Lt. Col. (Ret.) Dave Haas ’64 at Arlington National Cemetery.

The flag-draped coffin of Dave Haas entering Arlington National Cemetery

A twenty-one gun salute for Dave Haas

Serena and Joe Stevens visited the west coast of Florida and encountered many classmates touring Sanibel Island with Kitty and Tom Moore and then Tarpon Bay with Tish and Tony Petricca. Patty and Tony Caputa joined the festivities for a day. Joe recounts a wonderful time reminiscing the old and cherishing the new. Everyone looks forward to reunion 2014.

Dick Koenig reports Christine ’74 and Bill Gibbons hosted Lynn ’87G and Gordie Priemer skiing in Colorado. Dick’s comment: “If you’re going to kill yourself, do it with a smile.” Priemer gave that a good shot at one point, sliding hundreds of feet down the mountain on his back – headfirst. Gibbons says that as Gordie slowed down he tried to escape with a backflip, but it didn’t work. Hey Gordo: What’s wrong with hanging fireside at the lodge?

Thad Leininger is living in Arizona. He regularly plays golf, skis Whistler, and reads the WSJ. He consistently wheels an impressive 60 to 80 miles weekly on his road bike, officially winning our ironman award. He’s enjoying his grandchildren, commenting “life just comes at you, you don’t go at it.” Thad is attending the 50th.

Dave Betz spent 10 days fishing in the beautiful high desert of Patagonia at the foot of the Andes. As punishment for going stag, his wife, Linda, is forcing (his word) him to take her to Hawaii when he returns. Tough winter duty.

Lastly, a poem honoring our 50th reunion:

50th Streak Reunion Anthem
Onward on to the loyal and true
Gathering June-14 to celebrate anew
Academic achievement and nightlife venue
Attacked equally with fervor at old JCU.

From vantage of two score and ten years we view
Fondly the Warrensville social mileu
Enhanced quad exploits leave eyes freshly a-dew
Glee club, I-chi, sagacious Sigma Nu
U Club, ROTC, Little Theatre Review
And memorable French lessons from Janelle Mieux.

Recline, raise a flagon,and rejoice as I spell ye:
Saga stalwarts fulfilling pleasures of belly,
Intellectual needs nurtured in Tower Gracelli,
Slumber’s comfort beneath gabled Bernet and Pacelli.
Statistics Accounting Finance and Econ
Ethics, Theology and Summer Camp recon.

Dayhops abound in Student Union Center.
Blessed was the moment that barriers of gender
Were broken senior year in a stroke most bold
Sparking campus morale as has often been told.

Victory flag high above grid exploits triumphant
Tipp and Big John lead the fierce wolfpack hunt
Field position assured with Heave returning the punt
Orange Gus and Gordy conquer titles redundant.

Allegheney Thiel Reserve and Case
made bold attempts most heinous and base
To steal Coach John Ray’s lightning and thunder
John Crushall’s might kept them firmly thumb-under.

Senior year brings Mock Convention political
But also begins adult decisions critical.
We stretch Nagle nights long towards the day
But graduation gathers nigh, no way to delay.
Senior year a last chance to grow and to play.
We grooved to the Beatles, mightily grieved JFK.

Finals and farewells gamut run, weary us.
Then on to the real world, powerful, mysterious.
Law schools daunting and grad schools austucious,
Life-shaping forces await many at Ft Eustis.

Look back, Sons of Carroll, where we have been
Winning journeys accomplished, some planned,some whim.
Down destiny’s pathways murky and dim
Carroll’s foundations instilled a tradition to win.

Resolve now brothers and sisters akin
To gather close round the quad once again
We’ll celebrate 50 years with joy, food and drink.
Review fond memories gone by in a blink
And excuse tall tales with a nod and a wink.

Onward on to the loyal and true
Gathering once again to celebrate and renew
Best friendships begun when beer was 3.2
Honed over a lifetime, Streaks through and through!

Mark your calendars. God bless all Streaks.


Frank Kelley

Winter 2013
I’m delighted to report an exceptional award for a remarkable guy, my old roomie Dick Koenig. The National Aeronautic Association announced he received the Distinguished Statesman of Aviation Award for 40 years of leadership and significant contributions to the business and general aviation community. (The NAA was founded in 1905 by forward-looking businessmen John Jacob Astor, Philip Dodge, and William Vanderbilt). Currently publisher of Flying magazine, which has more than 450,000 subscribers, Dick began his aviation career in typical Koenig can-do fashion – back-to-back army tours in Korea and South Vietnam, then immediately to Fort Rucker helicopter school and straight back to Vietnam for a tour in choppers just in time for the Tet Offensive. His inimitable leadership has been on display since his hall-of-fame gridiron days at JCU. He remains a credit to John Carroll and the class of ’64.

As revealed in selected quotes below, all members of our class were deeply impacted by the death of Allyn Adams Sept. 30, 2012. His contributions to our undergraduate experience were profoundly extensive, particularly as the superb editor-in-chief of The Carroll News sophomore through senior years. After graduation, he continued a remarkable pattern of dedication to Carroll – past chairmanships of the JCU Board of Directors, the National Alumni Board, and the President’s Forum – that lasted a lifetime. He oversaw Deloitte & Touche’s campus recruitment efforts and coordinated the firm’s endowment fund for JCU scholarships. He helped create and administer the extraordinary class of ’64 Descendants Scholarship Fund and was awarded the Carroll Alumni Medal in 1999. (Allyn’s entire comprehensive obituary is online in class notes at jcu. edu/magazine). Selected quotes: Tom Leahy: “Allyn was special to our class, and we were fortunate to have him. No one will ever realize all he did for us and others.” John Baker: “Allyn lived a life of loyalty, love, integrity, peace, and service. As our alma mater gives tribute, Al was forever brave and true.’” Gordie Priemer: “Allyn was always on the right path, and it was never a challenge; he would do anything for a friend or cause. He wrote the book on dependability. He was humble and generous.” Bill Kerner: “Allyn was a great person who did great things in his low- key way for many, especially the class of ’64.” And paraphrased from the homily of JCU President Rev. Robert L. Niehoff, S.J., at Allyn’s funeral Mass: Allyn was his go-to guy for discussion and advice whenever there was an issue. The class of ’64 is renowned on campus as most connected and involved, and Fr. Niehoff thought of Al as glue holding the class together. Rest in peace, Al. The class of ’64 obviously returned the love you so freely shared.

Until next time, God bless all Streaks.


Frank Kelley

Fall 2012
All members of our class were deeply impacted by the death of Allyn Adams Sept. 30, 2012. Allyn’s contributions to our undergraduate experience were profoundly extensive and effective, beginning a remarkable pattern of service and dedication to John Carroll University that continued throughout his life. On Oct. 2, the alumni relations office released a message to our class that included a comprehensive obituary of Allyn’s uniquely productive life. The message was warmly and universally appreciated by classmates. It’s reprinted here:

To the class of 1964:

It is with great sadness we inform you Allyn R. Adams, a member of John Carroll’s class of 1964 and past-chair of the university’s board of directors, passed away Sunday morning, Sept. 30.

Allyn was very involved with John Carroll as a student and alumnus. He was a member of Delta Alpha Theta, Alpha Kappa Psi, Phi Delta Epsilon, and Alpha Sigma Nu. Allyn was appointed editor-in-chief of The Carroll News in his sophomore year and held that position through his senior year.

As an alumnus of John Carroll, he was a class agent and member of his class reunion committee. Allyn assisted in the National Alumni-in-Admission program and in administering the scholarship program endowed by his class for descendants of the class of ’64. From 1988 to 1993, he was vice president and then president of the national alumni board and instituted the memorial tree-planting ceremony for deceased alumni during reunion weekend. For the next two years, he chaired the President’s Forum and worked to develop the Lavelle Society. He was a member of the board of trustees of the University, and the steering committee of the Private Sector Business Association. For his service to the university, Allyn was awarded the Alumni Medal in 1999.

At Deloitte, Allyn was a retired partner and managed the Growth Company Services practice in the Cleveland office. He had primary responsibility for his firm’s campus recruiting activities at John Carroll and coordinated the Deloitte & Touche Endowment Fund that provides scholarships to John Carroll students. He retired in May 2005 where he served as a senior audit partner.

Allyn was chair of Ohio CPA/PAC, a director of the Cuyahoga County Public Library Foundation, a trustee of Educational Community Foundation, a Civil Service Commissioner for the city of Berea, the treasurer of the Berea City Club, and a member of the Metro Catholic School Advisory Board, the MetroParks Audit Committee, the Muskingum Watershed Conservancy District Development Advisory Committee, the Harvard Business School Club and Rotary.

Please keep his wife, Susan, and the entire Adams family in your prayers.

Congratulations to Lou Hlad who’s been promoted once again by the Knights of Columbus. Completing his two-year term as Grand Knight of the All Saints Knights of Columbus Council 11402 in Dunwoody, Ga., he’s been elected as Faithful Navigator to the KC Fourth Degree Fr. Charles Watters Assembly 2688. An assembly is a super council of Sir Knights from regional local councils. Lou strongly urges Carroll men to consider KC, rightly termed the strong right arm of the Church. Consider their remarkable charitable contributions to Church and local communities for the past 10 years – $1.4 billion and 653 million man-hours. Lou and his wife, Marty, retired in Dunwoody, have three grown kids and two grandchildren.

Al Rutledge and his wife, Cathy, are downsizing houses. The purchasing family’s children got the ball rolling with no prior warning, knocking on the door and informing them their parents wanted to purchase a larger house. Mo fondly recounts they’re the same age his kids were when the Rutledges moved in. Time marches on. Reporting on the moving progress, Al states that trying to cram 10 rooms into six isn’t easy. “We don’t really think of it as a house,” he says. “It’s more like a giant scrapbook.”

We salute John Letherman’s commendable record of fiscal responsibility and government productivity as a member of the Elkhart (Ind.) County Council since 1989. He’s been elected president of the council by fellow council members since 2001. Additionally, John has spent 24 years on the Michiana Area Council of Government, several as chair; was a founding member of the Economic Development Corp. of Elkhart County; founding member of the 2025 Coalition in Elkhart City championing urban revitalization; and appointed by Governor Mitch Daniels to the Indiana Toll Road Oversight Board (2008). In the business world, John is a partner at FM Stone Commercial, specializing in real-estate development and commercial brokerage. John and Dianne have six grown children and 15 grandchildren.

Participating in a pick-up poetry contest, Bob Mirguet spun a brilliant haiku that deserves full exposure. Contest rules mandated a JCU theme and a reference to turning 70 this year. Thus: “70 years/ A million beers/ I’m glad we’re alive/ Never thought I’d survive/ Club 2085.” A tight spiral indeed from the former quarterback, incidentally, the only math major who entered among nine English majors.

Finally, Joanne and I stopped to see the fabled “Ungarosa,” Ellen and Tom Ungashick’s latest home in Atlanta. It’s another brilliant testament to Ellen’s spectacular landscaping and exquisite interior decorating skills. Nobody else could continue to find such perfect places for Jack, the concrete gargoyle.

Counting down to reunion 2014, God bless all Streaks.


Frank Kelley

Summer 2012
Jim Joyce’s third book has been published. Jim is a psychoanalyst, newspaper columnist, and international business owner. He also piloted helicopters in Vietnam. “The Guys In The Gang (And Other Stories)” is co-authored with James T. Joyce, his lifelong friend of the same name, who spent freshman year with us at Carroll and is the retired commissioner of the Chicago Fire Department. During his 39-year firefighting career, he held every rank in the department. The book is a rollicking free- for-all of laugh-out-loud stories beginning with nun- run grade schools during the ’50s and moves briskly forward through six decades of real life. There’s also plenty of thought-provoking and educational fare as the authors describe high school hijinks, maturing at JCU, the military during the Vietnam War, racially charged demographic changes in the industrial Midwest, national and international business tales, navigating foreign embassies, and blue-collar and super-rich friends, all spread across the broad tapestry of life we, the class of ’64, have experienced during our 70 years. You’ll find many Carroll friends, familiar happenings, and triggered remembrances along the enjoyable ride.

Patty and Dick Koenig proudly announce the doctor is in. On May 10, their daughter, Taylor, received her medical degree at Massachusetts General. John Breen greeted the news with the hope she might find a cure for weight gain and baldness, adding the Jack Daniels diet doesn’t work. As Dr. Taylor Koenig strides into the ever-evolving and challenging world of 21st century health care, we wish her Godspeed. Dick, who’s still grinding as publisher of Flying magazine, left the day after graduation to participate in an industry convention in Geneva, Switzerland. The parks around Lake Geneva, the origin of River Rhone, are alive with flowers and music, a magical locale.

Also, Ellen and Tom Ungashick celebrated Ungy’s 70th birthday with a nine-day excursion tour of Rome this summer. Then they journeyed to Tuscany, the birthplace of the Italian Renaissance, to soak in its rich, artistic legacy for four days before returning stateside.

I’m anticipating golfing updates from usual suspects Tony Compisi, Jim McGreal, and Ron Timpanaro. I’m always searching for input about any topic. Please email or call me with your news, hearsay, or rumors.

It’s less than two years until our 50th reunion. Clear your calendars, dust off the exercise bike, and let’s get ready to rumble. Until next time, God bless all Streaks.


Frank Kelley

Spring 2012
The leadoff report for 2012 wouldn’t be complete without a comment about Ginny and Russ Centanni abusing their passports in 2011. They visited five Central American countries and many Mayan ruins in March. A wonderful highlight occurred on their 24th wedding anniversary – a convergence of a full moon, the beginning of spring, and the feast of Saint Santiago in a village overlooking Lake Atitlan that culminated in a blessing of their marriage by a Mayan Shaman. A beautiful happening in a perfect setting. They bookended 2011 with a trip to Croatia, Bosnia, and Montenegro. The Centannis will not begin this year with a road trip to Southeast U.S., culminating in Western Florida, as planned because Russ is having surgery. So, the Fort Myers/Bonita Springs crowd – including John Breen, Tim Logan, Ross Tisci, Jim Corsica, Tom Moore, and Lou Mastrian – won’t receive a huge dose of “Cennthusiasm.” But remember the 2004 reunion: Russ and Ginny take their road trips towing a trailer of Idaho wine.

Sadly, we report the passing of Louis (Bill) Balancio in San Diego. Bill was outgoing, enthusiastic, and wore a permanent broad smile. He and I met in Washington, D.C., Feb. 5, 1965, and the next day were bussed to Fort Eustis to muster in as second lieutenants – the same day North Vietnam was first bombed. See page 81 of the 1964 Carillon for a great picture of Bill at the Indiantown Gap Summer Camp mess hall in 1963. He’s on the far left with future lieutenants Tom Leahy, Ron Macy, Bill Kerner, Jim Joyce, Tim de Bord, and Dave Haas. After two years in Germany, Bill moved to California, where he quickly formed Balancio Insurance, which is still operating in Solana Beach. Bill devoted his life to coaching youth in baseball and soccer, including a state soccer championship with the San Dieguito Surf Club.

James Kelley, M.D., ’70 and Frank Kelley ’64 pose as the Blues Brothers.

Lastly, a report about unlikely Kelley shenanigans in New York’s beautiful Finger Lakes in early November: Our son, Shane, wed Erin Bina, a Miami of Ohio grad. They met while earning their MBAs at Cornell. Mother Nature cooperated, the steep banks of glacier-formed Keuka Lake held their autumn red/gold colors proudly, a lovely outdoor ceremony took place, and then the unexpected – the Blues Brothers joined the reception. My brother, James Kelley ’70, and I donned fedoras and shades, exhilarating the crowd. It was reminiscent of my twist-contest victory at our junior-year-end dance. Don’t remember that? Just ask Bill Waldner.

Until next time, God bless all Streaks.


Frank Kelley

Winter 2011
Breaking news: Jim Woodward earned a JCU alumni award, which, until now, has gone largely unrecognized. I came upon Jim’s class column, reporting the antics of our 20th reunion and settled in to enjoy Woody’s free-flowing style, which contains plenty of humor. And there, lost in the dim mists of quad history, was the fact Jim won the 1984 Silver Quill Award, announced in our tent by Morgan Lavin ’56 during the summer festivities. The Carroll website, jcu.edu/alumni, has an award section listing SQ winners that’s comprehensive from 1994 onward, when the SQ became included with all Alumni Awards and announced formally in John Carroll magazine. It’s spotty before that and didn’t include Jim. He’s now listed there for posterity. Woody served in the U.S. Navy after graduation, spending time on both coasts, the Mediterranean, and finished with 13 months on river patrol boats in South Vietnam. Subsequently, he ran the family Yellow Pages advertising company for 30 years before retiring. These days he splits time between Evanston, Ill., and Palm Desert, Calif., voluntarily teaches English to Spanish-speaking school kids, golfs, and travels. He’s a definite yes for the 50th reunion.

Dave Betz is hereby designated class iron man. No cake and ice cream for his birthday party. His wife, Linda, sent him on a 75-mile, seven- day trek summiting Mount Whitney in California. At 14,505 feet, Mount Whitney, the highest peak in the contiguous 48 states, has its west slope in Sequoia National Park, and its summit is the south end of the 212-mile John Muir Trail. Dave did it all lugging a 48-pound pack and lost 2.5 inches around the middle. Impressive!

Amid all the 9/11 10th anniversary media buzz, the best and most heart-warming story was that of Beverly and Col. Mike Naylon and the birth of their grandson, William Faber, at 9:15 a.m. during the attacks, fortuitously pulling Mike from his scheduled duty spot at the Pentagon. See the complete video at Washingtonpost.com/ Faber.

I received a short email from Tad Walters saying yes for 2014. Thirtieth reunion flashback: Tad and I were enjoying a brew on the Lake Erie excursion boat when a waiter came up and asked if we wanted a refill. We declined because we were close to docking. The waiter said, “It’s on Mr. John Baker.” We replied in unison, “Make that a six pack.”

Lastly, we sadly note the passing of John (Jack) Rooney, former president and CEO of U.S. Cellular. Hailed as a visionary pioneer in the wireless industry, Jack earned an M.B.A. in finance from Loyola University Chicago and was a member of Loyola’s board of trustees.

Until next time, God bless all Streaks.


Frank Kelley

Fall 2011
Working on ladders can be bad for your health. Al Rutledge was on the roof of his family room cleaning skylights when he became inspired – why not haul out the ladder and examine the gutters of the next level? Calamity came calling. He stumbled off the ladder, fell backward into a skylight, and was left dangling 10 feet above the family room floor. A fall was inevitable. Al’s only thought was “boy, this is gonna hurt.” Fortunately, there’s a happy ending: Our hero serendipitously emerged mostly unscathed, incurring only bruises and stitches in his finger. Moe, leave this stuff for your kids.

Ladder sequel: Dick Koenig was involved in a similar incident several years ago, falling from a ladder while working with a chainsaw. What?! A chainsaw? This prompted a salty response from Jim Joyce wondering if Orange hadn’t taken one gridiron hit too many back in the leather-helmet era. Charlie Englehart added he never climbs on his roof any more except when he has the occasional third martini, which does have that effect.

Speaking of Jim Joyce (author! author!), Jim’s Vietnam helicopter classic “Pucker Factor 10” was featured No. 1 for summer reading by McFarland military books. The website highlighted a spine-tingling excerpt of coordinated chopper attack and rescue that puts you in the cockpit with butterflies in your stomach.

Linda and Dave Betz spent six idyllic weeks on Maui celebrating Linda’s return to health after a lengthy bout with pancreatic cancer and chemo. All four of their kids with families joined the fun for two weeks. I’m imagining Betz-mania aloha style. The Road to Hana was never so perilous. Dave remains an avid fisherman threatening sail fish in Central America, trout in New Zealand, and fly fishing at their house in central Oregon. Dave promises to attend our 50th reunion in 2014. I’m looking forward to one of his famous “keynote” speeches.

’64G teaching assistants Linda Vansteenhuyse McDevitt and Constance Stefani Perkins continued their frequent adventures with a 14-day visit to Hawaii. They arrived at Carroll in 1962 and roomed in a huge apartment above Murray Hill with two other TAs, Bonnie Kunz and Maureen Sullivan, each teaching undergrad classes and working toward their master’s. Connie welcomes any thoughts (theconstance@hotmail.com) about a 50th reunion of their fortuitous meeting in 1962.

Lastly, the fearless foursome of Bob Runtz, Ed Berleman, Jack Barrett, and Jim McGreal are punishing Windy City golf venues again, reportedly torturing the rules of golf on whims. Double the rangers and lock up the cart girls.

God bless all Streaks.


Frank Kelley

Summer 2011
Nadine and Tony Compisi spent two weeks in Italy this past fall exploring (Tony states being force- marched through) Roma, Firenze, Pisa, Cinque Terra, Siena, and Chianti. They attended an intimate gathering with Pope Benedict XVI, along with 3,000 other world travelers at St Peter’s Basilica, while marveling at the overwhelming collection of religious, artistic, historical, and architectural masterpieces by Raphael, Bernini, and Michelangelo. They enjoyed the daily Italian regimen of food and wine, and Tony relished competing in the daily frenetic road rally competition, jousting with the local drivers. Their highlight was visiting Il Molino di Grace vineyard and 10th Century villa of Judy and Frank Grace ’63 at Panzano in Chianti. They enjoyed the Grace’s world-renowned wine and world-class hospitality. (I recommend you enjoy a leisurely e-stroll through the winery – www.ilmolinodigrace.com/en/winery.) Grazie, Tony, un viaggio eccellente.

Down on Sanibel Island, Fla., the ’64 Society of West Coast snowbirds held their third annual luncheon. Upon receiving John Breen’s notice, I immediately offered to buy copious rounds of margaritas and offered stipends for reports of outrageous behavior – double for photos of Jim Corsica doing one of his famous improvisations atop a table. Let your imagination wander. Attendees included local islanders Breen, Tim Logan, and Tom Moore, as well as Ross Tisci and thespian Corsica, who began Neil Simon’s play “Rumors.” Here comes the shaky part. My follow-up report says the boys toasted the class of ’64 with diet soda, shared the obligatory personal medical reports, bantered the who’s seen who, and parted company demurely. I’m not buying it. I think Breen followed through on my surefire margarita formula, got the goods on everyone, and is holding the info for his own nefarious purposes. I’m threatening to attend next year’s session to investigate this apparent cover-up.

Ginny and Russ Centanni discover a unique spelling for Via Centanni highway in Sicily.

The constantly charging Centannis, Ginny and Russ, scored twice in 2010. Spring found them in Greece and Turkey with their 14-year-old grandson. In autumn, they rented a villa in Catania, Sicily, and spent three weeks touring the island and visiting the mountain- top birth towns of Russ’ paternal and maternal grandparents. One intriguing discovery: a mountain road Via Centanni with a posted spelling of 100 Anni.

Joanne and I returned to Hawaii, this time for a big island volcano exploration. We’re in awe of the geological phenomenon creating this most isolated island chain. Standing on recent lava flows of the east rift zone gazing south over the Pacific, it’s incredible another major island is building there, already named Loihi, just 3,000 feet below the surface. It will appear in 10,000 to 100,000 years. God bless all Streaks.


Frank Kelley

Spring 2011

I received a note from Tony Compisi bewailing another golf season gone and no hole-in-one to his credit. He had one close call with a shot off the pin that caromed 13 feet away. To his credit, he sank the birdie putt – something to build on, Tony, as spring arrives, bringing renewed hope to all duffers.

I had an engaging conversation with The Honorable Michael Weigand, who traveled to JCU from nearby Barberton and resides there still, presiding as City of Barberton judge for 22 years after practicing law for 19 years. He and wife Caroline, married 42 years, have two daughters and four grandkids. Before he attended the University of Akron School of Law, Mike served as an army officer in Frankfurt, Germany, from 1964 to 1967 and unequivocally calls his ROTC decision and army service among the most career defining experiences of his life. Many of our classmates second that sentiment. Gridiron aficionados will remember Mike starting three years defensively and offensively on the interior line, gaining All-Catholic and All-American honors senior year.

The Luck o’ the Irish award goes to Bill Kerner because of one of the best ‘boy-meets-girl’ stories ever told, previously obscured in the dim mists of quad legend. As he arrived at JCU from Long Island, little did Kerns know the girl of his dreams, Jan Scoggin, was moving to attend St. Mary of the Woods in Indiana’s far-off Wabash Valley. Incredibly, fate intervened, serendipitously scheduling a joint JCU/St. Mary Glee Club presentation. Kerner, who’s no fool, took one look at Jan’s picture in the advance materials and manufactured an introduction. The rest is, well, history. See the senior yearbook pictures of Jan’s coronation as Military Ball Queen escorted proudly by our hero. They married right after graduation. Bill then graduated St. John’s University School of Law, served two years as an army officer, including a summer at West Point and a year directing the Port of Inchon in Korea. They settled in her hometown, Avon Lake, Ohio, in 1970. Bill is director of law for the city of Avon Lake and recently received an EMBA from Case Western Reserve. They have four children (three Carroll grads) and nine grandkids.

Lastly, Bob Heutsche reports backcourt magician Lou Mastrian’s induction into the Farrell (Pa.) High Hall of Fame. Lou led the 1959 and 1960 Farrell basketball teams to Pennsylvania state championships. After JCU, he served Farrell as English teacher and basketball coach for 29 years. He earned a master’s in library science (’69) and education administration (’80). He also earned an Ed.D. (’84). Lou closed with eight years as superintendent of the Hermitage School District before retiring on Florida’s West Coast. He and wife, Elaine, have four children and eight grandkids.

Until next time, God bless all Streaks.


Frank Kelley

Winter 2010

Merry Christmas.

The fall foliage was brilliant for JCU Homecoming Weekend in late September and the class of ’64 was well represented at the annual Hall of Fame dinner Friday night.

From left: Gordon Priemer, Ron Timpanaro, Angus McPhie, Richard Koenig, and John Kovach

A major order of business was to announce the John Ray Memorial Endowed Scholarship, designed to assist students with unmet financial need. On hand were five Hall of Fame members from the undefeated football teams of 1962 and 1963 – team captain Dick Koenig, Gordie Priemer, John Kovach, Gus McPhie, and Ron Timpanaro. Also at our table were Coach Ray’s wife, Norah, and Bev and Jerry “Schweikey” Schweickert ’60.

Tipp and Gus have been prime movers establishing the endowed scholarship, reaching out initially to former football players from the teams of 1959-1963. Under their leadership, and with skillful coordination from Carroll director of athletic development Tony DeCarlo ’66G, the scholarship has grown to more than $100,000 in less than a year.

Saturday was game day, and the scholarship was dedicated formally with a plaque on the side of Don Shula Stadium. Swelling the ranks of ’64 participants at the dedication ceremony were: Jude and Bob Heutsche, Carol and Mike Weigand, Jan and Bill Kerner, Elaine and Lou Mastrian, Mike Herald, Bill Gibbons, and Tom Leahy.

Gus McPhie provided formal remarks about Coach Ray’s life and legacy and read several touching accounts from former players whose lives had been blessed by their association with him.

Afterwards, we retired to the Don Shula Room for an informal lunch and more stories from dozens of players on hand from the combined classes. Lou Mastrian recalled Coach promising his parents he’d watch over him at JCU. True to his word, Lou subsequently was called to Coach’s office once a month for four years to give an update about his activities. Joe Vitale ’63 remembered receiving a 70-yard touchdown pass from Bob Mirguet at Wayne State, only to have it called back for a rules infraction. Coach sent in the same play, and Joe had to do the long sprint all over again. It went all the way, and he could hardly breathe the last 20 yards into the end zone.

John Kovach had the crowd in stitches with his stories, and especially his Coach Ray impersonations. Everyone’s favorite was Kovach hiding in the large linen basket in the gym office to eavesdrop on a coaches meeting only to be discovered when Coach emphasized one particular point by forcefully kicking the basket. Ouch! “Kovach, what the hell are you doing in there?”

Homecoming Epilogue: The Blue Streaks won, we celebrated with drinks and pizza at Priemer’s hacienda. Fiction and fact in equal doses ruled the day. God bless all Streaks.


Frank Kelley

Fall 2010

Joanne and I are back from a 10-day adventure in Germany we shared with our son, Shane, and daughter, Kristy. The transformation of modern reunited Germany from my 1965-67 experiences as an army officer is stunning. A powerful six-to-eight lane Berlin-Munich autobahn slashes north/south through former communist East Germany past hundreds of windmills generating green power where soviet tank divisions once threatened. Resurgent East Berlin is the capital city hot spot, and Hofbrauhaus’ 400-year-old formula still makes the world’s best beer. We initiated an impromptu Alpine summit atop Zugspitz, encountering a lively group of school kids on class holiday from Boeblingen, which, ironically was my last duty station. A comical, heart-warming discussion replete with charade-like pantomime was followed by a group photo featuring the ancient soldier. To our farewell, “auf Wiedersehen,” the class comedian notably responded, “See you later, alligator.” Lastly, we experienced Europe’s finest offering, a breathtaking Rhine River cruise past mountainside medieval castles. Subsequent castle exploration led to Kelley’s axiom: Make the arduous climb to explore only those castles featuring a pub.

I received a semiangry e-mail from Dave McClenahan about “riding the tennis pine for being overweight.” Dave’s conjuring a libel suit while wrestling with the fact truth is a valid defense. He admits he played in a XXX uniform, was always bushed by the third or fourth set, and never considered leaping the net after his few victories. On a serious note, Mac is enjoying his most fulfilling extracurricular activity – serving his seventh year as board chairman of the West Penn Allegheny Health System.

The John Carroll campus looked marvelous for May graduation weekend. Thousands of chairs were set up in every corner of the Quad, anticipating a SRO crowd for commencement speaker Tom Brokaw. Blue skies perfectly framed an immense U.S. flag at the Quad’s center. We had a delightful visit with Marty Wenzler’s son Chris ’90, who’s Carroll’s director of sports information. Chris is perfectly suited for his position because he’s engaging, personable, and has a great sense of Blue Streak history and tradition. Primarily, we were on hand to attend the Alumni Awards Dinner and receive the Silver Quill Award. We were joined by Lyn and Gordie Priemer, Mary and Tom Leahy, and Ellen and Tom Ungashick. Mary, who can humble you, wondered aloud, “Is it like a wedding? Will someone turn to the crowd and ask if anyone present knows any reason why Frank shouldn’t receive this award?” Surrounded by the USAREUR Commanding General, superstars from all walks, a USMC hero, and receiving the award personally from President Robert L. Niehoff, S.J., it was quite simply a night that will never be forgotten.

Until next time, God bless, all Streaks.


Frank Kelley

Summer 2010

Ellen and Tom Ungashick’s latest globetrotting dispatch is from Morocco. They report singing along at Rick’s Casablanca piano bar, eating dates at a romantic palm tree oasis, living regally in a Sahara Desert tent – OK so far, BUT, Ungy riding a camel? Lawrence of Arabia redux? It stretches the imagination. The picture shows the camel’s head is as large as Tom’s torso; fill in your own punch line here.

Wife Joanne and I entered the travel competition with three weeks to Australia and New Zealand, spectacular countries with magnificent vistas and wildlife. Joanne’s lifelong dream came true when she held and fed a koala in the Australian Blue Mountains. My highlight, other than the nightly piano bar aboard ship, was the wondrous albatross which routinely uses its 10’ wingspan to circumnavigate the Southern oceans.

Mary and Angus McPhie are enjoying an exciting and unique summer of family bonding. Both sons are getting married, taking them to California in May and then Illinois in June. Also in June, their second daughter will present them with their first granddaughter. What great memories! Our prayers and best wishes to them. By the way, those of you who took the ill advised weight-loss bet against Gus at the Reunion last year, dust off your checkbooks. He’s down 17 pounds and hitting the gym five mornings a week. Never bet against an All American.

Lastly, the Class of ’64 receives another honor – I’ve been awarded the 2010 Silver Quill Award for dedicated class columnist. Just at the age when they pin a note to your coat to ensure you get home safely, along comes this humbling honor. Becoming your scribe began at Mary and Tom Leahy’s 2004 40th reunion party when the columnist replacement posse, err, committee, at wife Joanne’s suggestion I might add, found me sated with copious amounts of Idaho wine from Chateau Rus Centanni and willing to agree to anything. John Breen sums up subsequent events best: “Matthew had Jesus and the 12; F. Scott had Gatsby and Daisy; Lee Child has Jack Reacher; Kels has the idiots from Red & Eddies, Nagles, the 2085 Club, the I-Chis, and more. It seems a bit unfair to the others when their subject matter pales in comparison.” True enough, what a great, diverse, original, talented, amazing group that first met in University Heights in the fall of 1960. You all are the intrinsic reason the column has value, and writing it has been an enriching and rewarding experience because it has kept me closer to all of you. Thanks so much for a great six years of fraternal correspondence, and keep sending your memories and updates. Until next time, God bless all Streaks! Frank

Spring 2010

Ahh, spring arrives and weary Northern denizens’ thoughts turn to mowing lawns, landscaping, and blessed golf. We begin with Ginny and Russ Centanni; the eternal vagabonds are at it again, this time Thailand and Cambodia. They helped prepare for the trip by reading Loung Ung’s critically acclaimed Cambodian memoir First They Killed My Father. This past summer, 45th Reunion attendees will recall Loung’s superb presentation on Cambodia, the Khmer Rouge Killing Fields, and her human rights campaign for a landmine free world at our class luncheon. Loung, Gordie Priemer’s daughter-in-law, spoke of both the extraordinary beauty of the Cambodian people and the horror of the number of missing limbs in Southeast Asia from land mines. The Centannis remarked on both. Recalling the author’s startling culinary assertions, our globetrotters didn’t shy from the local delicacies and now confirm that crickets ARE as good as popcorn and tarantulas DO taste like Tater Tots – crunchy on the outside and soft in the center; Ginny pronounces bamboo caterpillar her personal favorite. They highly recommend the memoir (my wife, Joanne, read it and concurs).

Colonel Mike Naylon recently discovered the final Carroll News printed our senior year and was kind enough to forward it. It includes some real treasures like the feature “Onions and Harrys.” Onion of the year: Disbanding the hockey team; Harry of the Year: Remodeling of Bernet; Event of the Year: Mock Convention.” O&H also declared “spirit” word of the year, Dave Betz the Campus Wit, and branded the Brothers Lavin “Tweedelee Dee and Tweedelee Dum.” There’s a terrific (and irreverent) full page Class History crafted by Hugh De Santis and Matt MacFadden, reminiscent of, but different than the Stream of Consciousness account in the year book. “The Ball Game of Life” mentions Tad Walters’ lovelies, Dave McClenahan riding the tennis pine for being overweight, Bill Waldner’s “guest appearance,” Bob Arber trapped in his plaster life mask, Betz “handling” the broom at Stunt Night a little too enthusiastically, Mike McGannon and Jim Renz hypodermically lacing a crate of oranges for Homecoming, Tom Moore’s Wapitoolas, Mike Herald’s Stunt Night honors, MacFadden’s slightly tipsy debut as Union prez, and Wally Mueller’s Gaza Strip adventures. The accompanying birds-eye view photo shows 80+ combatants as Team ’64 soundly thrashed the seniors in the legendary Bernet snowball fight; a classic use of ROTC inspired firepower and maneuver. Finally the Ohio Northern game is declared football season high point and names one Frank Kelley as cheering section general manager with the cryptic phrase “get on the grape train”! What can it mean? Our thanks to Colonel Mike for excavating these extraordinary memories.

Send me your thoughts. Until next time, God bless all Streaks. Frank

Winter 2009

Warm Christmas greetings to all. To business: Frank Glamser – fglamser@earthlink.net – who retired as a sociology professor at the University of Southern Mississippi, recently received an award for logging over 200,000 miles on BMW motorcycles. Frank has toured extensively for over 40 years, beginning with his first roundtrip from Cleveland to Warren, OH, on a belt-driven Whizzer in 1957. He has written several interesting accounts of his travels, such as “Newfoundland and Back, Summer 2001” and the eventful “Western Trip 2007” to California and up Pacific Coast Route 1. Fellow riders can find these on Google as well as his thoroughly engaging report, “Older Motorcyclists: Continuity or Change.”

Exactly five years ago, we congratulated Bernie Canepari for Cleveland SCENE magazine’s designation as the 2004 Best Actor, and he’s back in the news. Bill Kerner reports that Bernie has been named artistic director for the Ensemble Theatre at the Cleveland Play House – www.ensenble-theatre.com – in their 30th anniversary season. The news has ignited communications between Bernie and Jim Corsica, who was recently feted in Florida Weekly magazine as the founder, director, and frequent emcee of Naples City Improv!, which holds forth weekly in a local Naples restaurant. (See naplescityimprov.com.) The same article gave Jim rave reviews starring in Anything Goes as gangster Moonface Mullins, public enemy # 13. Suggestion: How about a home and home, with Bernie giving a guest performance in Naples in the winter and Corsica returning the favor in Cleveland come summertime. I’m always up for a road trip. Play suggestions, anyone?

We caught up with Hugh De Santis: After achieving his master’s and Ph.D. in international relations from the U of Chicago, Hugh was a career officer in the U.S. Department of State until the late ’80s, when he left for think tanks Carnegie Endowment in D.C. and RAND Corporation in California. He returned East to chair the Department of National Security at the National War College and, since 2001, is self employed as a consultant in strategic planning and risk analysis. He travels extensively and his primary distractions remain theater, opera, and fine wine. I’m exhausted just summarizing.

Dateline Tiffin, OH: Delightful phone call with Larry Felter, who’s retired from 30+ years of self-employment in land development and construction, the company now run by his son, Troy, a Walsh University graduate. Son Trevor, after 3½ enlisted years in the Marine Corps, graduated Annapolis, and is now a U.S. Marine captain flying Harrier jets. Larry’s twin brother, Mike, is retired after 30 years in the asphalt business and splits his time between Tiffin and his lakefront condo in Port Clinton, OH.

God bless all Streaks. Wishing you a healthy New Year, Frank

Fall 2009

Another Reunion comes and goes and the result is always the same: each is unique, rewarding, and memorable and somehow becomes “the best ever.” Huge kudos to chairman Tom Leahy for a masterful job of creating a fun and intellectually fulfilling multi-day agenda; we seemed to effortlessly glide through a variety of engaging activities with an ease that belied the cast of characters that historically defy managing. Quoting Tim de Bord, “They’re not all in charge, but they all think they are.” The NASCAR award goes to Bill Smith – racked up a one-day Cleveland record of 37 illegal U-turns, and managed to become ensnared in the Case-WRU campus for over an hour to the agony of parched passengers Jim Heavey and me. Nighttown was never closer, yet so far away. Long-distance honors again go to Idaho’s Ginny and Russ Centanni. No wine this time, but they brought their charm and sense of humor. Runner-up distance awards to Houstonian Ron Timpanaro and James McDonald of Naples, FL. The Rodney Dangerfield award goes without question to Jim Woodward. Classmates John De Perro, John Letherman, Denny Dempsey, and John Kovach were in the bookstore Friday morning when unabashed chaos and confusion erupted around the registration desk. Arson? Terror attack? No, merely the arrival of Woodie with a barrage of one-line zingers aimed at any and all unfortunates within range. Jerry Grdina and Dave Haas led two shell-shocked underclass volunteers to the first aid station for mild treatment, and John Baker swiftly got them to sign a waiver of any claims to limit class liability. Joe Stevens wins the Tall Tales category, keeping Bob Heutsche and Jim McGreal in stitches with his hilarious stories of ever more creative mortuary requests he’s received over the years. Think turning ashes into diamonds. Enough said. Jack Froehlich and Dave McClenahan are excused for their overenthusiastic and unseemly boasting about Pittsburgh’s Stanley Cup champs, while Detroiters Al Rutledge, Ted Bidigare, and Frank Kelley calmly and with great dignity suggest “wait ’til next year.” David Free, from Belle Vernon, PA, was restrained and generous in triumph, and earns the “Good Winner” award. Tom Maroney takes the sweetness trophy for attending the “creative jewelry” workshop, producing a stunning set of precious earrings. Wife Dianne stated she would never have thought of combining those particular colors. The stunned amazement award unanimously goes to Gordie Priemer, who watched unbelieving, hands outstretched imploringly, as Lolly the Trolley steamed right past him on the side of the road to a series of jeers, catcalls, and worse. Fortunately the second trolley did reluctantly pick him up. Thanks in large part to the presence of his lovely daughter, Molly, who managed a 9-8 vote in favor with 12 undecided. Crooner trophies to Allyn Adams and Jim Corsica for singing late into Friday night with the Irish band. Robert’s Rules honors to Jim Williams, who now takes his parliamentary skills on the road in a consulting capacity. Commenting on encountering potentially disagreeable audiences on a regular basis, Jim tactfully states “a little knowledge is a dangerous thing.” The weight watcher trophy to Angus McPhie, who spent a good portion of his time setting up weight loss challenges with various individuals. Alas, Gus, the spirit is willing, but the summer barbeque circuit is daunting. The humanitarian award respectfully to Evelyn and Pete Kiebort for their terrific work with Assisi House. The homesteading category to Tom Ungashick. With a new house built and his son’s family on the same property in a second residence, he’s completed the Kennedy-esque compound known around Atlanta as the Ungarosa. The racquetball championship goes to Tom Dickerson for repeatedly challenging everyone in sight to a match; there were no takers so TD wins by default. Lastly, a pamphlet in the lovely Saint Francis Chapel contained the following thought: “We sometimes need a reminder that acquiring things is not nearly as important as appreciating the people God has placed in our lives.” Joanne joins me in stating how loved and truly appreciated you all are. Thanks for the cherished memories. Frank

Summer 2009

Every summer since 1969, after our first reunion, I have literally counted off the years until the next one: Four to go … now only three … finally it’s here, our 45th, and another great opportunity to revisit our roots. I remember the farewell speaker in 1979 finishing with “see you back here in 1984, [dramatic pause] when we’ll all be over 40.” I’ll just let that thought sit there while you go stiffen your drink. By now, you will have received an exciting schedule of events and an attendance questionnaire from Reunion chairman Tom Leahy. Hopefully the great majority of you will have already returned those in the affirmative. For any fence-sitters still out there, here is a quick review of the major Class of ’64 activities to help convince you to get on board. Thursday evening: our popular Cleveland welcome soiree will be held at Pizzazz Restaurant at Fairmount Circle; $20 charge per person at the door and cash bar. Friday: our traditional downtown excursion will include bus transportation to the historic West Side Market area and lunch at the Bier Market Café, 2948 W. 25th St. We’ll return to campus via a tour of Cleveland on Lolly the Trolley; cost is $30 per person. Friday evening features VEGAS NIGHT on campus, a swinging affair to which all Cleveland alums are invited. Saturday: The class lunch will feature guest speaker Loung Ung, world renowned author, lecturer, and activist. Loung, Gordie Priemer’s daughter-in-law, has written two highly acclaimed, bestselling books, First They Killed My Father: A Daughter of Cambodia Remembers, and Lucky Child. Loung has served as national spokesperson for the Campaign for a Landmine-Free World, and has lectured worldwide on this and other humanitarian topics. To learn more, visit her fascinating website at www.loungung.com. Later Saturday afternoon, the class photo will be taken at 4:15 p.m. in front of the Dolan Science Center. Followed in rapid succession by Rev. Robert L. Niehoff’s State of the University Address, the Reunion Mass, and class reception and dinner. All this leaves plenty of time to visit your personal relevant landmarks around the East Side and tour the remarkable campus that JCU has grown into. Sunday: features Father’s Day brunch and last-minute reminiscences, tall stories, and outright lies. Joanne and I are sure looking forward to seeing you all in University Heights. Travel safe and Godspeed. Frank

Spring 2009

This is your official Class of ’64 Reunion reminder, University Heights, Ohio, June 18-21, including our traditional Thursday night event. Committee chair Tom Leahy began initial planning in January and promises a terrific weekend agenda. You can help by joining the committee; contact the reunion coordinator, Carla Gall ’05 at cgall@jcu.edu or 216-397-1595.

AND NOW — A stroll down reunion memory lane: 1969 Jim Heavey arrives with suspiciously thick hair, more, in fact, than he had as a freshman. Hmmm.

1974 The Streaks whipped Allegheny and they left behind their 20’ stuffed mascot gator. Bill Smith, Bob Mirguet, and I lashed it to the top of my car and drove to Red & Eddies. Later we had to prevent exuberant underclassmen from burning it in effigy.

1979 Heavey’s hair more luxurious; Cathy and Al Rutledge and Kathy and Bob Mirguet toilet paper Heavey’s dorm quarters the last night. He subsequently uses this “barricade” as his excuse for missing his Sunday afternoon plane.

1984 Late hour celebration in class tent on Saturday evening; two visitors from a younger class are cordially welcomed. Shortly, they attempt to exit with two bottles of spirits, but their intent is discovered by, oops, John Kovach and Ron Timpanaro. Relieved of their contraband, they were instructed to “go forth and ‘gin’ no more” by Tim de Bord.

1989 Sweet 25th. Dave Betz’s keynote speech is the highlight of all reunions. Among numerous one-liners that brought down the house: “the nuns said I’d go blind if I kept doing that, so I asked if I could just do it until I needed glasses.” For reasons known only to history, that year your author was traveling with a large cash stash in my car and no checkbook. Bill Smith asked for a class gift and so out to the parking lot. Thirty days later I receive a thank you note from John Carroll President Mike Lavelle, S.J., saying “I understand your contribution not only came from the bottom of your heart but the bottom of your trunk.” Father Mike was the best.

1994 Great leadership by Bill Gibbons, Tom Leahy, Gordie Priemer, and Dick Koenig produced the Saturday sports and trivia challenge. My wife Joanne still treasures the “Team Teal” t-shirt we wore as we scored a narrow victory thanks to four straight football tosses through the hanging tire by Gus McPhie. Priemer and I invented the chest bump receiving the winner’s trophy.

1999 Ken Beres and other bleary-eyed classmates in the dorm lounge well after midnight watching the Stanley Cup championship game go into three sudden death overtime periods. Tension grew increasingly unbearable and then, merciful comic relief as Smith and Heavey walked in cradling the severed parking lot control arm.

2004 Ginny and Russ Centanni break about 25 interstate commerce and individual state laws transporting a couple hundred bottles of Idaho wine to the Leahy household. Barristers John Baker, Dave McClenahan, and Al Rutledge advised we should destroy the evidence, and we complied in a professional manner.

Saturday night, the runner-up best reunion highlight, Dick Koenig calls Jim Heavey to the podium, removes Jim’s demon rug, produces a gigantic set of shears, and reduces it to shreds. A standing ovation!

Share some of your own memories on the class E-net – jabreen333@sbcglobal.net – web master John Breen.

Lastly, I received a beautiful Christmas message from Evelyn and Pete Kiebort thanking all the ’64 classmates who contacted them regarding their wonderfully creative work with Assisi House in Virginia Beach, reported last issue.

God bless all Streaks, Frank

Winter 2008

Warm Christmas greetings to all. A nice message from Bob Runtz praising the heroics of Pete Kiebort and wife Evelyn, which was reported in John Carroll magazine September 2008 in a sidebar next to this column. Motivated by their 41-year-old daughter, Kimberly, who has Down’s syndrome, and the reality of facing her long-term care, the Kieborts worked diligently for over five years to establish Assisi House in Virginia Beach, VA. They formed a nonprofit corporation to construct a privately funded home for mentally challenged adults, built on land donated by the Catholic Diocese. Assisi House is the first privately funded home to be established in the city and comes at a time when there is a backlog of some 270 residents in need of such housing. My daughter, Kristy, did social service casework for three years, supervising 25 lives in the Rochester area; I can report firsthand the tremendous sense of accomplishment achieved in assisting the developmentally disabled to achieve a reasonably independent, totally fulfilling life. I’m sure the Kieborts Christmas glow this year can be felt for miles around. Breaking ground in the fall 2009, the Kieborts are in the process of raising $1.5 million. Further from Runtz, he and wife Toni have traveled recently with Cathy and Ed Berleman to both Ireland and Alaska. Additionally, those four, along with Nora and Jack Barrett and Rita and Jim McGreal, have visited the Runtz’s lake home in Wisconsin for 25 straight years. Last year, they had a surprise guest when Mike Blandford showed up, he of Stunt Night scripting fame. There was probably enough material that weekend for another entire show.

Mary Helen and John Breen report a tripling of grandkids from three to six — Eloise Edith and twin boys Tait and Luke. Stay in shape, Reddog, those twins are tough to track when they bolt in opposite directions.

REUNION ALERT!! With our 45th Reunion coming this summer, remember that John is our web master – jabreen333@sbcglobal.net. Please keep him posted of e-mail address changes. In addition, there has been a spate of street address changes, Florida being especially popular; please make sure that either John or I get those changes for reunion planning.

Mike Naylon got an early reunion preview, attending the ROTC Reunion Dinner during Homecoming weekend. He reports excitement at how the JCU area looks “so different and so familiar at the same time.” That 45 year time warp can get tricky, Mike. He also expressed his extreme disappointment that the Crossroads is GONE, replaced by a Whole Foods store, asking the rhetorical question, “where is Annette? What happened to old Andy?” Recall the 4-year Stream of Consciousness Class History in the ’64 yearbook, which mentions only 3 bars: the Roads, the Mayflower, and Nagles. This is highly recommended reading prior to the Reunion; I further recommend reconvening the committee that wrote it to decipher it. Some of the opaque clues have left me bewildered, not an easy admission.

Houstonians Pat and Ron Timpanaro survived two weeks without power as a result of Hurricane Ike. Undaunted, Pat achieved excellent success in table tennis at the Lone Star State Senior Olympics Championships. “Dools” (maiden name Dooley) took the Bronze Medal for 65s, qualifying her for the Nationals in San Francisco next year. Congratulations, Pat, onward on to the championship by the Bay.

Wishing everyone a happy and healthy New Year; God bless all Streaks! Frank

Fall 2008

You heard it here first: Jim Joyce is busy writing a third book. Those of you who have read his first two, Pucker Factor 10 and Use Eagles If Necessary, know what a treat is in store for the discerning reader. Those who haven’t, you’ve got your assignment. Always busy on the entrepreneurial front, Jim has also developed an environmentally safe, liquid applied, erosion control product. Around the home, it’s perfect for sealing crushed rock applications in landscaping or garden pathways. Research it at Klingstone.com, where it receives a ringing endorsement from the superintendent of Arrowhead Country Club in Myrtle Beach, SC, where they are using it to restore all their sand traps.

Congratulations to Lou Hlad, who has been installed as the Grand Knight of the 250 member Knights of Columbus Council #11402 in Dunwoody, GA. Lou has lived in Georgia since 1967, employed first with Lockheed, and then 26 years with Sprint. Currently working for AT&T, Lou and wife Martha have three children and one grandchild. Contact him at louhlad@bellsouth.net.

Congrats as well to JCU board chair Allyn Adams, who recently received the Ohio Society of CPAs 2008 Gold Medal for Meritorious Service to the accounting profession. A retired partner of the Cleveland accounting firm of Deloitte & Touche, Allyn served in various leadership roles during 31 years in the CPA organization, and is a past president of the Cleveland chapter.

Additional update on Jerry Zel. He left Cleveland after graduation and was employed in a variety of great locations, including Boston, Toronto, and Jacksonville. He and wife Suzy moved to West Palm Beach in 1980 and remain there today. Their son Cary, 43, lives in Miami, FL, with their three grandchildren. Jerry is an active body builder and was Mr. West Palm Beach Over 50 in 1993. Pass along some motivational tips, JZ.

Received a quick note from Dick Koenig. He’s still plugging away at the corporate life and figuring on four more years as publisher of Flying magazine. By my reckoning that takes him to age 70. The Orange man, my old roomie, always did have work ethic galore, whether on the gridiron or off. “This fall marks the 45th football season since the class of ’64 team went undefeated, the last JCU gridiron group to do so. As team captain, Koenig exhibited unparalleled leadership throughout that memorable campaign.”

A couple of items on the home front: wife Joanne has opened a website — Apennybanked.com — with her lifelike gypsum cement piggy banks; they’re great for teaching grandkids, godchildren, etc. the value of saving. My son Shane, 30, received his MBA from Cornell after six years working with hazardous chemicals. He specialized in sustainable business practices and is joining General Electric in their Alternate Fuels Division.

Lastly a prayer for two departed JCU icons, Reverend Joseph Schell, SJ, and Tim Russert ’72. They carried the blue and gold banner with distinction. Onward On! God bless all Streaks. Frank

Summer 2008

Lots of news centered around the windy city. The Des Plaines Daily Herald recently reported that Jim Capparelli’s establishment, Sim’s Bowl and Lounge, is up for sale. Originally opened 54 years ago by Jim’s aunt and uncle, Bill and Angie Sims, the bowling alley and restaurant, with its distinctive neon sign, has been heralded through the decades as a classic bulwark of downtown Des Plaines. Jim, who has owned and managed the operation for the past 32 years, is described in the article as “something of a classic himself.” No argument here. A combination of demographics, the city’s creation of a tax-increment financing district, and the decline of league bowling have merged into the perfect storm nudging the planned sale. Recognizing that the market may not allow this to happen quickly, Jim stays busy planning events such as the upcoming “Bowling with Santa” and catering to passionate regulars who lined up in praise of Sim’s, a testament to Jim’s management style: “really nice people, really good food”; “just like Cheers, a place where everyone knows your name”; and my favorite “the guy that sings Sinatra in the lounge kicks butt.” Best wishes, Jim Capp, you’ll be successful at whatever comes next.

Tish and Tony Petricca have completed their move to the greater Tampa area in the sunshine state and provided new contact info: address 2602 Eagle Crest Court, Holiday, FL, 34691, 727.935.4361. Before their departure from Chicago, their son, Michael, was married to Claire Keegan in late November 2007. The week before, in a combination send-off to Florida and pre-wedding celebration, the assembled Petriccas and Keegans enjoyed a joint Thanksgiving dinner and bowl-off hosted by Capparelli at the afore-mentioned Sim’s Bowl. I wanted to report some bowling scores but no one was talking, not even the guy who sings Sinatra.

A brief note from Ellen and Tom Ungashick reported 2007 travel to southern France and the Kona coast of Hawaii’s big island. Unfortunately the Hawaii trip was three days business only and they never left the hotel. However, Tom did recount their unexpected Halloween adventure in Lahaina, Maui, years back. The city is closed to auto traffic, there’s a makeshift bar on every corner, and everyone (except the Ungy’s) were in the most imaginative costumes. That’s on my bucket list.

Received updated contact information for Suzy and Jerry Zel, now residing in Singer Island, Fla. Send mail to 7950 S. Military Trail, Suite 204, Lake Worth, FL 33467 – Jerryz18@aol.com. Jerry is currently vice president, operations for Mordecai Claim Service. They have raised two children, Cary 43 and Laura 41.

Next summer is our 45th Reunion and you are urged to begin planning now. At this writing Fr. Joseph Shell, SJ, is reported in severely failing health. He was a pivotal icon in our lives and we are all thankful for the opportunity to have visited with him at the 40th reunion in 2004. Our prayers are with him. Until next time, God bless all Streaks. Frank

Spring 2008

We start with an apology to Nancy and Bill Dix. Their daughter’s correct name is Jennifer, which I bungled. The Dixs are lifelong Cleveland Browns fans and are thrilled with the Brownies’ spirited, highly competitive 2007 performance as are many of you from Northern Ohio.

Jan and Tom Gazdic have now lived in Florida since 1993. Tom is retired from KPMG, and has recently served on the board and as treasurer of Wyndemere Country Club, and two terms as president. He is currently serving on the boards of NCH Healthcare System and Avow Hospice. Jan is a member of the Naples Philharmonic Choir and continues to run Physician Business Care, Inc. They cycled in Croatia last June and visited Russia in August.

Ginny and Russ Centanni were also on the move, visiting two more continents. They toured Peru, Ecuador and the Galapagos Islands in South America. After they caught their breath they were off to China for 22 days. China was impressive with the centuries of history, but Russ reports that the pollution was so bad it really kicked up his asthma. He seriously wonders if it will affect the upcoming Olympics. They have now visited every continent but Antarctica, and are scheduling that for 2009.

Ron Timpanaro visited Charlie Englehart’s home in McLean, Va., as part of a cross country motor trip last summer. During the layover Tippy discovered a hardcover of CIA Chief George Tenet’s autobiography personally inscribed from Tenet to Charles as “A Great American.” So say we all. Everyone remembers Charlie’s first book of stealth memoirs, “The Third World on a Senior Budget.” He is busy on the sequel; look for “Zagreb and the Dalmatian Coast – Minefields That Bloom in the Spring,” coming soon.

The Detroit Austin Catholic Prep School newsletter arrived and there’s Al Rutledge on the front page, large as life, talking with both hands. Al encountered Kit Gentile ’63 who roomed with John Breen, Bob Mirguet, and Jim Heavey at the infamous 2085 Club for two years. Later, Larry Felter and I roomed with Breeno there in the summer of 1964 prior to our graduation in August. That summer’s big tune became our class song: “The Spirit of ’64” was a nationwide hit by Cleveland’s favorite local band in those days Bocky & The Visions.

Terry Crogan – gaels1@aol.com – has a new snail mail address, 7410-C East Huntington Dr, Boardman, Ohio 44512. He stays very busy at Mahoning County Education Services Center as a school psychologist identifying and working exclusively with emotionally disturbed children and adolescents. He’s also a physical therapist at the Canfield Counseling Clinic in Canfield.

Lastly; we mourn the passing of Coach John Ray, who guided the class of ’64 through two undefeated football seasons. Especially poignant were the memories shared on-line by John Kovach, Gus McPhie, and Dick Koenig about the tremendous positive impact that Coach Ray had on their lives. Reports in the South Bend and Lexington newspapers illustrate that he was as eminently respected and esteemed at Notre Dame and U Kentucky as he was by the JCU community. Incomparably well done, Coach, RIP. … God bless all Streaks, Frank

Fall 2007

Aloha! Dateline: Kihei Beach, Maui, Hawaii. Joanne and I are finishing two weeks in the 50th state. Forget Frommer’s and Fodor’s; here’s Kelley’s Hawaii in 30 words: surf, sand, snorkel, scuba, bike, hike, green flash volcano-top sunrise, golden sunsets, rainbows, white-knuckle single-lane cliff side roads, and a harrowing 800’ zip line run over a 350’ deep chasm. Dat’s thirty words, brudda.

Dick Miller and wife Janice have recently moved from Charlotte, NC, to Fords Colony in Williamsburg, VA. Dick and Jan can be reached at dickjanmiller@cox.net. As former Motowners, Dick and I commiserated about the Detroit Tigers folding like a cheap lawn chair down the stretch. Dick asked for contact information on a couple of classmates, but our extensive info files only had snail mail for each.

Here’s another IMPORTANT reminder to everyone, read Ted Bidigare and John Glei, take a minute and send your e-mail address to John Breen, our estimable ’64 web master – jabreen333@sbcglobal.net – to join the class of ’64 info hotline. You’ll have to endure a few bad jokes and delete more often, but you will pick up good info about ’64 classmates and happenings in between JCU quarterlies. We guarantee no obligations and no solicitations.

Tim de Bord and wife Rose are splitting time between Monument, CO, and Lake County, IN. Tim retired from the Navy several years ago and is currently working part time for the University of Illinois as senior consultant helping companies improve their operating performance. Their kids live in California and Colorado and they have two grandkids. In response to Tim’s comment that “getting old sucks” I respond with an old Hawaiian proverb: “Age is relative; when you’re over the hill you pick up speed.” (Seen on a t-shirt biking down Haleakala Crater). We can’t mention de Bord without recalling his Best Actor Award for a spectacular Stunt Night performance: “…There’ll be a wolf at the door just you wait and see; we’ll sell door to door in spite of our degree…” Dave Betz won runner-up acting honors and the class of ’64 took the Triple Crown that night, winning best production as well. Behind the scenes creative energy was provided by Bill Smith, John Schultheiss, Bob McLoughlin, Bob George, Mike Blandford, and Mike Griffin. In addition, Larry Felter was Stunt Night chairman and Mike Herald was MC. Seems like yesterday, you guys.

Matt MacFadden contacted me to question my comparing Devon Hester’s runback style to Jim Heavey. He feels I gave Hester too much credit: “Jimmy had more moves, more class, set up his blockers better, and is more humble.” Plus Heave was generous with those souvenir chinstraps. Matt and wife Rosie are still living in Leawood, KS. Matt worked as vice president, human resources for California Steel Industries, Inc., through 2003. Rosie continues to substitute teach 75% of the time. Their daughter is a sophomore at the University of Kansas (Rock, Chalk, Jayhawk!) pursuing studies in psychiatry and journalism. Matt has had some arterial problems and had his right carotid, blocked 99%, replaced with a cow artery. He says this has caused him to give up red meat as he is philosophically opposed to cannibalism. Faced with possible heart surgery, Matt elected to go for a medicine, nutrition and diet solution and has dropped his cholesterol from 285 to 135. That is hugely inspirational. Contact Matt – macjr53@aol.com.

Received a very nice letter from Nancy, wife of Bill Dix. Bill retired in 1996 after teaching 32 years in Cleveland’s inner city schools, all at Audubon Junior High. Nancy and Bill recently celebrated their 40th wedding anniversary and a have a daughter, Nancy. Bill is enjoying traveling in retirement, especially to St. Kitts. Prior to JCU, Bill played Cleveland high school football at St. Stanislaus High and currently coaches at Lakewood High. By my reckoning, his commitment to Cleveland and its youth is exactly what JCU President, Robert Niehoff, SJ, has been aggressively advocating since October 2005, and Bill’s commitment dates back over four decades. This is another example of the comprehensive depth and character of the class of ’64, which remains a source of wonder and pride for me, as I’m sure it is for all of you.

This brings me, lastly to two fine gentlemen who passed from our ranks this last quarter. Norb Bonfield and Gene Clendenning were two outstanding Carroll men who will remain in our hearts and prayers forever.

Merry Christmas and a healthy New Year to all. God bless all Streaks, Frank

Summer 2007

It’s September and back to school. Here’s a pop quiz: What do Bob Arber and Peter Carey have in common? One Hint: “They Tried But They Died!” That’s right. Page 214 of the ’64 yearbook, there are the lads, both sporting nice shiners, playing for the ill-fated JCU Hockey Club. The boys of winter were good. Forget the Stanley Cup, how about the Buckeye Cup: JCU 14-Ohio State 4. Roll over Woody Hayes. Let’s catch up with both these great guys

After graduation, Bob Arber served two years in the Navy Nuclear Sub Service and subsequently earned two master’s degrees. He’s been married to wife Valerie 34 years, and they have one son, Amos, nickname Moe, who is currently in his third year of grad school for landscape architecture. Valerie is a visual artist who has had several shows in the U.S., and a year ago showed in Basel, Switzerland. Bob owns a printing/publishing company in Marfa, TX, built inside an old movie theater, and has published many well-known contemporary artists, including Donald Judd. Bob keeps a collection of 13 motorcycles – 12 old British and one new Italian job with a Ferrari engine. Arber into fine art and speedy vehicles; who woulda thought? Contact Bob at arbermarfa@yahoo.com or visit www.30x30cmproject.com.

Peter Carey retired in January ’05 after 40 years with Connecticut/Mass Mutual Life. He and wife Patty now spend winters in the Rockies skiing. They enjoy travel and lots of golf. Peter remains active on several non-profit entities in the Greater Hartford, CT, area. They have four kids (“all off the payroll”) and seven grandkids. Their oldest son, a West Point graduate, volunteered for a turn in Iraq after being out of the service for six years. Thankfully, he returned safely in May 2006. Their second son is a ’92 JCU grad, the 4th generation of Careys to graduate from JCU. That’s gotta be the record. Peter names retirement a “great invention” and says he’s really looking forward to the 45th reunion in 2009. Amen, brother Pete.

Joe Stevens, successfully recovering from triple bypass surgery in December 2006, says he’s lucky and feels like a new man. He and wife Serena recently vacationed with their entire family of 12, including six grandkids under the age of nine, at Emerald Isle, NC, where they have a beach house. Joe owns and operates four funeral homes in and around Altoona with son Joel picking up much of the day-to-day routine. He recently served a stint as international president of Selected Independent Funeral Directors and made friends all over the world. Now, rather than lose money at golf, he and Serena travel the globe visiting and exchanging industry views. Their entire family remains in Altoona, so they’re able to stay active with all their grandkids. Truly a blessing. Contact them at jstevens7814@atlanticbb.net.

Tony Petricca writes that wife Tish is well on her way to bionic woman status, having undergone left elbow replacement and upper cervical vertebrae fusion this year. She is recovering well and we wish her speedy recovery. Tony also alerts us that he and Tish, Jim Capparelli, and Marie and Tad Walters will be visiting Kathleen and Tom Nash at Nash’s in Geneva, WI, in July. We’ll be watching for any unusual seismic activity with interest.

With the start of football season, I have to ask: Am I the only one who is reminded of Jim Heavey’s runback prowess and style every time Devin Hester of the Chicago Bears takes off? Heave, Heave, Heave!

And, oh, yeah, don’t call Mike Herald unless you want to listen ad infinitum about the Indy Super Colts.

That’s all for now. Thanks for all the input. Until next time, God bless all Streaks! Frank

Spring 2007

Happy summer! I hope this column finds you healthy, well supplied with 30 (minimum) sun block, tennis racquets restrung, and golf clubs bright and shiny

Al Rutledge writes that he’s ready for 2007 golf — his ball retriever has been re-gripped and his 1 iron has been carefully removed from its cosmoline-lined winter storage container. I told Al of my recent cervical spine operation for a compressed spinal cord and requested strokes when we match up this summer. His response: “bring your x-rays and we’ll ‘discuss’ it.” Lobo y olla, indeed! I think Mo smells blood in the water.

In other surgical matters, Pat Nally visited Ann Arbor at year’s end for repair of a left iliac aneurysm (abdomen) which was discovered during a routine checkup. Four months later, Pat reports he’s getting back to normal activity. Be wary of an opportunistic phone call from Rutledge, Mr. President.

Tony Petricca, Ray Hofer and Jim Capparelli braved Chicago’s zero degree temperatures to get together at Zol’s annual winter bowling bash. I’ve got no further details, but you know there are grins afoot when these guys get together. I distinctly remember them and Tad Walters, spring of 1964, booth at Nagle’s, hair combed down over their eyes, singing along with Beatles songs hour after hour. Tad’s comment, “when those guys cancel Ed Sullivan with stage fright, we’ll be ready” SIGH, what might have been.

Closer to the sun, the second annual Sanibel Island luncheon expanded to seven this March. Charter members Tim Logan, Tom Moore, and John Breen were joined by Tom Gazdic, Ross Tisci, Jim Corsica, and Lou Mastrian. Further details are also spotty from this meeting. Are we detecting a pattern?

One of our finest accomplishments is the Class of 1964 Scholarship Fund in commemoration of our 20th year reunion. Since the inception of the fund in 1984 our class has granted scholarships to 22 daughters, sons, nieces, and nephews of our classmates. Highly noteworthy in 2006 was the first scholarship granted to a grandchild, Tyler Hankinson class of 2010, grandson of John P. Krebs. The first of many grandkids to be so rewarded, I suspect. The fund continues to be ably administered by Allyn Adams and John Baker. Thank you, men, from all of us.

Lastly, on a very sad note, Tony Petricca and Tom Leahy wrote in early February of the passing of Mike “Ripper” Collins on January 30, 2007. The notice was received just past the March issue deadline, thus the delay in this report. Mike was a great guy who would always lend a hand or do a favor. I worked with Ripper on many an IXY project; you could always count on him in a tough situation. The news prompted a great many messages; Pat Nally wrote: “Mike was a spirited classmate with a constant mischievous smile and a twinkle in his eye.” Indeed, witness his class picture on yearbook page 180 and that twinkle leaps right off the page. Our prayers are with Mike’s wife Pam and their children Brian and Kerry. Rest in peace, Mike. We will remember you.

Until next time, God bless all Streaks! Frank

Winter 2007

Happy springtime, everyone. How about this: We’re essentially 3/5 of our way to reunion 2009, at which time we will all be (A) eligible for social security, (B) getting used to a new POTUS, and (C) in attendance at University Heights. Make your reunion resolution NOW!

OK, down to business. The West Coast of Florida continues to add at least one Streak per column: After 37 years practicing law in his hometown of Auburn, NY, and raising daughters Jessica and Kristin, Ross Tisci and wife Robin have joined the burgeoning group of classmates re-locating to the Gulf Coast. Bonita Springs is the richer for their presence – rmtisci@yahoo.com. Ross’s personal note expressed an interest in hooking up with Jim Corsica and others located there. (You’ve been warned, Box.) All you nouveau-gators please ensure that we receive reports on the mega Super Bowl and St. Patty’s parties I’m sure are brewing.

Speaking of Bowls, Rus Centanni is claiming full credit for the Boise State miracle over Oklahoma, including both the flea-flicker and the Statue of Liberty plays, as well as urging the cheerleader to say “yes” to the marriage proposal on national TV.

Gene Sullivan and wife Joyce attended the Meineke Car Care Bowl in Charlotte, NC, on December 30 to see Boston College vs. the US Naval Academy. Luxury suite, no less, surrounded by Naval Academy grads. RHIP. Sully attended Naval OCS after graduating Carroll, and spent two years sea duty on an amphibious assault ship based in Norfolk and then two years at the Pentagon. The Middies lost a last minute thriller, and Gene’s comments echoed most mid-west fans from Columbus to Ann Arbor to South Bend: “Oh well, next year!”

Next year? Next house! The Ungys are on the move, again. Ellen and Tom Ungashick have moved into their third residence since relocating to the greater Atlanta area – ungy@bellsouth.net. Their previous homes there have been featured in the Atlanta Journal-Constitution and Better Homes and Gardens. Watch this space for Ellen’s continuous home improvement miracles as she continues to restore Atlanta one property at a time. What happened to that wall-sized TV? We send best wishes for their upcoming summer family reunion in Hilton Head by which time the number of Ungashick grandchildren will have grown from seven to eight.

The ’64 E-Net recently carried a New Year’s message from class president Pat Nally. He and wife Louisa reside in Grand Rapids, MI, and his remarks extolled the heartland virtues of deceased President Gerald R. Ford from that town. Amen to that. Would that today’s polls had both his principled convictions and the courage to act on them. Pat’s closing wish for everyone, “may 2007 be filled with new learning and adventures.”

Send me your summer stories. Until next time, God bless all Streaks. Frank

Fall 2006

Merry Christmas and a happy, healthy New Year to all. Joanne and I are safely returned from a tremendous Alaskan adventure. We cannot manufacture enough superlatives to do the experience justice. Mountain ranges galore, a thrilling sled dog ride, bush planes, glaciers, fiords, glorious wildlife, all in a setting so majestic it takes your breath away. I was finally able to verify the existence of an establishment I was sure was myth. Skinny Dick’s Halfway Inn is there, south of Fairbanks on the road to Denali.

Many thanks to Russ Centanni for a comprehensive report from the 42-1/2 year reunion. We had 11 classmates in attendance, with three from out of state. Participants included Russ and wife Ginny from Idaho, Bob and Jude Heutsche from Pennsylvania, and John DePerro from Virginia. Ohioans included Gordie and Lyn Priemer, Tom and Mary Leahy, Jerry and Mariann Grdina, John and Peggy Baker, Allyn Adams, Jim Williams, Tim Logan, and Gus McPhie. Friday night festivities included drinks and snacks at Priemer’s, followed by dinner at Larchmere Tavern. Saturday included, alas, a loss to Ohio Northern, followed by drinks and hors d’oeuvres at Leahy’s featuring a viewing of the 40th reunion DVD. The evening was capped with dinner at the Shaker Country Club. The reunion turnout was short of the typical ’64 performance, and I noted a spate of late regret messages the last couple of weeks before the event, including my own mea culpa. I had every intention of attending until my Godson of 34 years announced his wedding that weekend in Newport, RI. Al and Cathy Rutledge, the groom’s aunt and uncle, were also in attendance there. We did hoist a Harpoon Lager to the Class of ’64 at Flo’s Clam Shack that Saturday afternoon.

Meet me in Augusta. Congratulations again to Ron Timpanaro. Hot on the heels of his first hole-in-one, Tippy now announces that he has scored Master’s tickets for next April. I know this will irritate Tony Compisi who is still awaiting documentation of the HIO. See if he’s got an extra ticket, Tony.

Tom Etowski and wife Mary have moved to a new residence in Fayetteville, NC. They can be reached by e-mail at Tom@showcasenc.com.

Received a nice note from Lou Mastrian. He and wife Elaine have a condo in Naples, FL, where they spend the winter. Lou read the last report on the three musketeers from Sanibel Island, Tom Moore, Tim Logan, and John Breen and suggests some Blue Streak networking on the Florida West Coast. Could make for some interesting get-togethers, starting with the Super Bowl. Keep me posted, lads.

John Breen and wife Mary Helen returned safely from Ireland. Reddog writes glowingly of the family trip to Ireland, with kind words in equal measure for Guinness, Jamieson’s, and the Old Head golf course. Ireland is a magical land and all travelers venturing there are warned they will lose their heart forever.

Keep me posted on your activities. Until next time, God bless all Streaks. Frank

Summer 2006

Just when you thought it was safe to go back to Florida, listen up. It seems that Tom Moore, Tim Logan and John Breen have all been wintering at Sanibel Island for decades but had never crossed paths until early ’06. Needless to say, a lengthy lunch ensued, featuring as much riotous ribaldry as our age (and their wives) would allow. Typical of Sanibel devotees everywhere, their correspondence made it very clear that this barrier island is now closed, and that none of us are invited to this last vestige of the “real” Florida. Just as well; any unfortunate soul walking into that group would be greeted by Logan’s famous Pacelli war cry: “Now we have four, let’s play some “nucks.” They loyally recommend the “Doc Ford” adventure novels by Sanibel-based Randy Wayne White. My guess is that our three heroes have unwittingly served as the basis for some of White’s rather zany characters.

Received a humorous message from Charlie Englehart. It seems that he was reviewing old copies of the Carroll News and got absorbed by a piece about the punt return exploits of Jim Heavey. In his words. “Noting the forced jargon, purple prose, and exaggerated metaphor, I scanned back to the top to see who had written such a dreadful piece – and it was me!” Alas, Charles, that is the fate of many who labored in the philosophical vineyards of Socristotal and Descartes.

Gene Sullivan and wife Joyce have relocated to Tega Cay in the greater Charlotte, NC, area. Sully – esully@comporium.net – is now serving as the controller for Retail Solutions Provider Association, a not for profit company.

Tony Compisi writes that he won’t insist on notarized witness statements of Ron Timpanaro’s hole-in-one (reported last issue) as long as Tippy buys him the traditional at their next meeting. How about Sanibel in January?

The Chicago boys are becoming quite the globe trotters. Bill Smith reports his recent travels to Montana, the Idaho chimney area, Tennessee to visit brother Burke Smith ’62 and South Carolina. Meanwhile, John Breen is preparing a packed itinerary for an autumn visit to Ireland with six of his family. Drive left, Reddog.

Until next time then, to the Breen’s and all the Streaks of ’64, an Irish blessing — “May the sweet music of laughter lift your spirits, and, always, may God fill your heart with peace and understanding.” Frank

Spring 2006

Its three months until the mid-reunion at Homecoming 2006, September 22-24. Football game, old friends, tall stories, exaggerated memories, and a beer tent! Plenty of time to cement your participation plans. Jim Williams reports that we can expect a reminder card in June and a registration form in July. You can also find info on the jcu.edu web site.

Really good news! Jim Joyce has a new book being published entitled Use Eagles If Necessary: A Psychoanalyst’s Story. At time of this writing (April) Eagles was being serialized in the Rocky Mountain News. You can order directly through James A. Rock & Company Publishers – www.rockpublishing.com. Those who read Jim’s Pucker Factor 10 will need no further prompting.

Tom Ungashick is busily growing his new business, White Horse Advisors, in partnership with his son, Patrick. A fee based financial advisory firm with 30 employees in four states, they specialize in the needs of privately owned businesses, featuring estate planning, retirement strategies, and wealth management. Visit their impressive web site – www.whitehorseadvisors.com.

Tom Maroney and wife Dianne, back from a journey to Poland, report youngest daughter Keri’s recent wedding in New York City. Their other two daughters, Megan and Erin each have three children. No need to belabor here the joys of grandkids. Tom is the founder and CEO of Banner Therapy Products, providing a single marketplace for over 6000 professional-quality physical fitness, rehab, and health products. Visit his website – bannertherapy.com.

On the topic of health and physical fitness, time now to place the highly coveted “FK recommends” designation on two inspiring and practical books for young-at-heart seniors: Ready, Set, Go Synergy Fitness by Phil Campbell and Younger Next Year by Chris Crowley and Henry S. Lodge, MD. These two are a large cut above the average exercise tomes and are guaranteed to get you into your heart monitor and onto the exercise machine of your choice.

Moving from good health to good sports, Ron Timpanaro reports his first hole-in-one, 7-iron 145 yards, recorded at Kingwood CC, TX, in January. The bad news: his playing partner alerted the clubhouse at the turn and club members expecting the traditional free drink were hanging from the rafters when he finished the round. Ron can expect a suspicious inquiry from Tony Compisi, who grilled me when I reported my ace a couple of years ago. Bring your notarized witness certificates to the mid-reunion, Tippy.

Looking forward to seeing you all in University Heights, September 22-24. Until then, God bless all Streaks. Frank

Winter 2006

One housekeeping reminder: if you’re not in the class day-to-day e-net, send an e-mail to web spinner John Breen – jabreen333@sbcglobal.net.

Warm Christmas greetings to all. We’ll begin with two stocking-stuffer book recommendations: Charlie Englehart highly recommends First In by Gary Schroen, a terrific autobiographical account by the CIA team leader of the first response into Afghanistan one week after September 11, laying the groundwork for the Special Forces entry. Highly informative and compelling, this story puts you on the scene; much like our own Jim Joyce’s acclaimed Pucker Factor 10 which recounts his helicopter adventures in Vietnam. Both books rate the FK 4-star award.

In September, another former chopper pilot, Ted Bidigare, along with Al and Cathy Rutledge, Frank and Joanne Kelley, and John Glei, gathered for the 45th reunion of Austin Catholic High School Class of ’60 in Detroit. As the evening wore on, Bidigare shared several complimentary stories of Glei’s heretofore un-chronicled prowess piloting river craft in Vietnam. The class of ’64 had many heroes during those years.

Congratulations to Bob Klepac, who has been honored by JCU, receiving the Nicholas DiCaprio Award for Outstanding Alumni in Psychology. Bob was also elected to his second term as treasurer of the Society of Clinical Psychology and is currently president of the Clinical Psychology Specialty Council. I’ve suggested before that Bob has been greatly assisted in his outstanding career by the wealth of stimulating subjects found within the ranks of our early classmates.

Tony Culicchia established the Lucrezia Culicchia Award for Teaching Excellence at JCU in 1990 and it has been presented annually since. Nominations must include a minimum of three recommendations from students and at least two from faculty colleagues. This year’s winner, Mariana Ortega, Ph.D., is currently featured on the JCU web site and I highly recommend you listen to her introduction and her comments. We’ve all discussed how one teacher or another was an extraordinary inspiration or mentor during our time at Carroll. How perfect that Tony was able to discover a way for subsequent generations to express their thanks in a timely fashion. Google “Culicchia Award” and you’ll discover many past award winners and the esteem in which this award is held. Well done, Tony. We miss you.

The JCU web site also contains the brilliant and challenging inaugural speech of incoming JCU President Robert Niehoff, SJ. The Class of ’64 was represented at the ceremony with appropriate character and dignity by Tom Leahy. Father Niehoff was strongly impressed during the interview process by the passion of the JCU community, board of director members, and alumni. Amen to that.

Brings back memories of several great prez, especially our own Joe Schell and the great Mike Lavelle, who once joked that the Jesuit education, with its concentration on Greek and Latin only prepared you for one job – Roman Emperor. Upon Fr. Lavelle’s premature death, Culicchia stated that Father Mike was one who could “talk with crowds, walk with kings, and fill the unforgiving minute with 60 seconds worth of distance run.” If that doesn’t beautifully sum up the JCU experience: Tony, an unrepentant business major, quoting Rudyard Kipling.

A happy and healthy New Year to all. God bless all Streaks, Frank

Fall 2005

One housekeeping reminder: if you’re not in the class day-to-day e-net, send an e-mail to web spinner John Breen – jabreen333@sbcglobal.net.

Warm Christmas greetings to all. We’ll begin with two stocking-stuffer book recommendations: Charlie Englehart highly recommends First In by Gary Schroen, a terrific autobiographical account by the CIA team leader of the first response into Afghanistan one week after September 11, laying the groundwork for the Special Forces entry. Highly informative and compelling, this story puts you on the scene; much like our own Jim Joyce’s acclaimed Pucker Factor 10 which recounts his helicopter adventures in Vietnam. Both books rate the FK 4-star award.

In September, another former chopper pilot, Ted Bidigare, along with Al and Cathy Rutledge, Frank and Joanne Kelley, and John Glei, gathered for the 45th reunion of Austin Catholic High School Class of ’60 in Detroit. As the evening wore on, Bidigare shared several complimentary stories of Glei’s heretofore un-chronicled prowess piloting river craft in Vietnam. The class of ’64 had many heroes during those years.

Congratulations to Bob Klepac, who has been honored by JCU, receiving the Nicholas DiCaprio Award for Outstanding Alumni in Psychology. Bob was also elected to his second term as treasurer of the Society of Clinical Psychology and is currently president of the Clinical Psychology Specialty Council. I’ve suggested before that Bob has been greatly assisted in his outstanding career by the wealth of stimulating subjects found within the ranks of our early classmates.

Tony Culicchia established the Lucrezia Culicchia Award for Teaching Excellence at JCU in 1990 and it has been presented annually since. Nominations must include a minimum of three recommendations from students and at least two from faculty colleagues. This year’s winner, Mariana Ortega, Ph.D., is currently featured on the JCU web site and I highly recommend you listen to her introduction and her comments. We’ve all discussed how one teacher or another was an extraordinary inspiration or mentor during our time at Carroll. How perfect that Tony was able to discover a way for subsequent generations to express their thanks in a timely fashion. Google “Culicchia Award” and you’ll discover many past award winners and the esteem in which this award is held. Well done, Tony. We miss you.

The JCU web site also contains the brilliant and challenging inaugural speech of incoming JCU President Robert Niehoff, SJ. The Class of ’64 was represented at the ceremony with appropriate character and dignity by Tom Leahy. Father Niehoff was strongly impressed during the interview process by the passion of the JCU community, board of director members, and alumni. Amen to that.

Brings back memories of several great prez, especially our own Joe Schell and the great Mike Lavelle, who once joked that the Jesuit education, with its concentration on Greek and Latin only prepared you for one job – Roman Emperor. Upon Fr. Lavelle’s premature death, Culicchia stated that Father Mike was one who could “talk with crowds, walk with kings, and fill the unforgiving minute with 60 seconds worth of distance run.” If that doesn’t beautifully sum up the JCU experience: Tony, an unrepentant business major, quoting Rudyard Kipling.

A happy and healthy New Year to all. God bless all Streaks, Frank

Summer 2005

It’s September and the grandkids are back to school. I’m busy with AARP-approved mental exercises in preparation for dodging questions about New Math and Old English. That’s a bit tame for Jerry Gladysz, who went back to school at Texas Christian and completed the Executive MBA course. The class met two full days every two weeks with 40+ hours of homework in between. Simultaneously Jerry also completed his first full semester teaching Public Relations fundamentals to a class of 60 undergraduate TCU “Horned Frogs” (a world-class nickname spotlighted by Dan Jenkins’ novel Semi-Tough). Jerry fills his spare time running Market Relations, Inc., a full service marketing communications firm, which he founded in 1992. He’s written two books on snow skiing with Taos Ski Valley, the premier alpine ski resort in northern New Mexico. He and wife Pamela have raised two daughters in the Fort Worth area and celebrated their 37th anniversary in June.

A nice letter from Ken Beres justifiably proud of his son, Tom, who just received his doctorate in genetics in June from the University of Texas Southwestern. Enroute to the doctorate Tom made a discovery regarding pancreas-specific gene expression that the university parlayed into an $800,000 grant. Ken observed his son defend his dissertation. In Ken’s words, he bet the over/under on how long he would understand the subject matter at two minutes. Unfortunately he misplaced his copy of The Pancreas for Dummies, thus could not pull the time honored JCU all-nighter, and reports he hung in there for +/- 3 seconds discounting the mentor’s introduction. Son Tom now heads to the University of Utah for postgraduate work in muscle development while Ken remains self-employed in risk management in Detroit.

On a different topic Ken and I recalled the ’99 JCU reunion when about a dozen of us stayed semi-awake on Saturday night as Dallas & Buffalo played the Stanley Cup championship game into 3 overtimes. The tension in a sudden death game for all the marbles is thick and everyone in the lounge that night was thankful for the comic relief provided when Bill Smith and Jim Heavey wandered in after midnight carrying the severed parking lot control arm. (Think not? I have that picture)

On to the Myrtle Beach golf trip. Paraphrasing William Tecumseh Sherman, “golf is hell.” Everyone’s favorite marine, Ron Timpanaro had us up at five a.m. each morning for a three-mile jog and a series of pushups, sit-ups, and squat thrusts. Evenings were eclectic as each participant gave a symposium on mesmerizing topics: Honing the Cliché for the 21st Century (Al Rutledge); Maximize Your Golf Course Cell Phone Productivity (Mike Herald, his golf travel bag is the size of a small mausoleum – Jimmy Hoffa solved?); Third World Travel on the Senior Budget (Charlie Englehart, who’s been everywhere); Shooting Birdies on No Sleep and Less Practice (Bill Smith); The Air Cav Officer as Den Mother (John Breen, who maintained the kp roster and grog inventory flawlessly and played good golf on a still-healing ankle); Touching Your Inner Wine Expert (Jim Heavey, who pronounced each taste as “sultry and provocative” no matter which box it came from). Lack of space precludes relating the one covert story that Charlie declassified for this column, which amazingly solves the twin riddles of Roswell Area 51 and the continuing evolution of Michael Jackson simultaneously.

In closing, we note the passing of a true ’64 legend, Eddie Christie from Detroit. It was a tribute to his spirit and the way he was cherished that the internet was alive with Ed Christie stories for a full week as we all celebrated his life in the truly Jesuit way, remembering all that was great about him. Never one for the mundane, Ed was master of the grand gesture. His ingenuity in solving the dilemma of no bathrooms on the travel bus alone insured his unanimous election to the Collegiate Glee Club Hall of Fame. In his outstanding business career Ed worked a number of international positions inexorably leading to his own consulting company, Trade Assistance Corp. So adept was he that the U.S. Government became his largest client and eventually wised up and hired Ed into the Department of Commerce where he served for 15 years, his assignments taking him to more than 60 countries. RIP, Eddie, we love you.

Until next time, God bless all Streaks! Frank

Spring 2005

Aaaah, summer! Only four years to Reunion 2009. Mark your calendars. Eight of us, Bill Smith, Al Rutledge, Dave McClenahan, Ron Timpanaro, John Breen, Jim Heavey, Charlie Englehart, and yours truly are getting a head start, meeting in Myrtle Beach in late June to discuss handicaps, global economics, and Charlie’s whereabouts for the past 40 years. Watch this space for a full report on high jinks, low scores, and eagerly anticipated witty repartee. There’s a highly authentic German Gasthaus in Myrtle that will transport Smitty back to Munich ca. 1966, where he sheltered me and 25 7th Army truckers after a 20 hour snow-blown convoy in January of that year. The owner promised that Heav could play the stump fiddle along with the ompah band. Also, esteemed barristers McClenahan and Rutledge are scheduled to debate the constitutionality of the Ferengi Rules of Acquisition.

Russ Centanni has compiled a really great DVD of the ’04 reunion weekend; contact him for a copy; have your credit card handy to offset production and shipping costs.

Anytime I see footage of our reunions I immediately think of the zenith, Dave Betz’s 25th reunion speech in 1989: “The nuns told me I’d go blind if I continued to do (that), so I asked if I could just do it until I needed glasses.”

Two movies with nearly cult level following have recently received the coveted “FK recommends” designation and are hereby noted for your summer leisure – Sideways and Napoleon Dynamite. Tell me what you think.

Tom Ungashick proudly advises that wife Ellen is up to her old tricks; check out the June edition of Better Homes and Gardens for Ellen’s latest efforts to bring class and dignity to greater Atlanta. Joanne and I will be visiting them in November and we will file a further dispatch at that time.

Received a nice note from Woody Wachter who started at Carroll in ’58 and graduated with us in ’64 (we recognize everyone’s burning desire to be in the Class of ’64 and we magnanimously operate under a “big tent” philosophy). Woody married Notre Dame College grad Mary Kathleen Clark in 1965. Residing in Wheaton, IL, they will celebrate their 40th anniversary in October. Woody reports five kids and 14 grandkids. His greatest claim to fame in the quadrangle years was founding the annual “Fat Man’s Race.” More and more of us are eligible for that worthy event as time goes on.

Lastly, in memoriam, we sadly note the passing of Donald (Terry) North, who earned both bachelor’s and master’s degrees in mathematics at JCU. Terry was head of the FBI Organized Crime Task Force in New York City, supervising a staff of 500 including 200 federal agents and 35 police detectives. He is credited as the prime mover of almost 300 convictions of top and middle echelon mafia leaders in New York and New Jersey during the ’90s, including John Gotti and Vittorio Amuso of the Gambino and Luchese families. Retired from the FBI, Terry was most recently working as a consultant to the Department of Homeland Security. Well done, Terry. RIP.

God bless all Streaks, Frank

Winter 2005

Well, its March 2005, how’s everyone doing on their New Year’s resolutions? Meet me at South Beach, Dr Atkins

Congratulations to Bob Klepac on two recent awards: his psychology internship program at Wilford Hall Medical Center in San Antonio, TX, was named “Outstanding Training Program” by the Association for the Advancement of Behavior Therapy; then the Association of Psychological Postdoctoral and Intern Programs presented him with a Special Recognition for Distinction in Psychology Internship Training. Can part of Bob’s success be attributed to our many JCU classmates who provided an early and stimulating curiosity about their behavior?

Denny Marini wrote from Ormond Beach, FL. Hit by three hurricanes, he and wife Kathy suffered no major damage, but massive cleanup. Denny, retired and is consulting in Leadership Development and Business Excellence Assessments, reports eight grandkids throughout the southeast, thereby topping my last report of seven grandkids each for Tom and Ellen Ungashick and Russ and Ginny Centanni. It seems Centanni and Ungashick have added aqua landscaping to the competitive mix: Last time we reported on the Ungashick’s saltwater pool; now comes Centanni reporting his construction of a koi pond, and 50-foot stream with waterfalls. I’m not sure where the Centanni’s found time to spend 15 days in Sicily in November, and as you receive this they will be visiting Rome and Florence with the JCU Italian Department culminating with Easter Mass at the Vatican. Buon viaggio … and Aloha! Mike and Beverly Naylon and Gene and Colleen Clendenning along with other friends spent Christmas and celebrated New Year’s Eve on Waikiki Beach in Honolulu, HI. Sunsets, rainbows galore, and old friends. Good choice, guys.

Two tsunami “close calls” were reported. The Naylon’s daughter, Colleen, cancelled a vacation stop on the beach at Sri Lanka for the week of December 26. Likewise, Jim and Barbara Joyce were relieved to hear that all is well from Barbara’s sister and her husband who were in the Phuket, Thailand area as part of their circumnavigation of the globe on their 40-foot sailboat. It’s a small world and Mother Nature can be a harsh mistress.

Gordie and Lynn ’87G Priemer celebrate the college graduation of last daughter, Anne, who is going into the Peace Corps for two years. Gordie says it’s to get far away from dad, but I suspect higher motives.

Bernie Canepari reports that his next acting project is a part in the movie “The O in Ohio.” Asked to summarize the part, Bernie deprecatingly responded “Don’t blink.”

A final report from John Breen on the Jim Joyce Autumn Golf Open in Waynesville, NC: Joyce took all the money, Bill Smith told the most retirement stories, and not surprisingly, Jim Heavey eschewed the golf to meet the citizens of Waynesville in local watering holes. It’s rumored that he may be on the ballot for Alderman next fall. Breen, who missed the ’04 event due to cataclysmic motorcycle tendencies, says he’ll be at the autumn ’05 event no matter what — just in time to go door-to-door for the Heavey campaign.

Allyn Adams successfully chaired the search for a new executive director for the JCU Entrepreneurs Association. The JCUEA Web site is one of many great ways to stay connected to the alma mater. Also try Carrollnewsonline.com, and you can tweak Google to feed your daily or weekly updates about all JCU news.

And lastly, back-to-back good fortune for the Kelleys: Joanne and I had the blessing of a third grandchild, Justin Joshua Hujack, in Philadelphia on December 1 — and to celebrate, on a blustery 39 degree December 2, your writer rifled a perfect 8-iron into the wind 125 yards for his first hole-in-one. Ho hum

Until next time, best wishes to all. Frank

Fall 2004

Warm holiday greetings wherever this may find you.

Congratulations to Bernie Canepari, named by Cleveland SCENE Magazine as 2004 Best Actor for his portrayal of super-salesman Shelley “the Machine” Levene in Charenton Theater Company’s production of Glengarry Glen Ross. To undertake this role, which has been heralded as multi-Oscar winner Jack Lemmon’s finest performance, is a tall challenge indeed. And then to excel is just awesome. Well done, Bernie, part of the reward for those countless hours invested in Little Theatre Society long ago.

The Atlanta Constitution recently featured Tom and Ellen Ungashick pictured at home by their saltwater pool. Ellen is a master gardener and her gardens have been getting quite a play lately. The Atlanta feature will be followed by a Better Homes and Gardens article in 2005. In addition to raising awesome flora Tom and Ellen have declared a grandkids challenge, reporting seven spread from San Antonio to Atlanta to Boston.

Not to be outdone in the grandparent sweeps, Russ and Ginny Centanni also report seven grandkids located in Boise and Oregon. They further report that despite hours of practice, they have yet to conquer the golf ball-on-a-tee globe masochistically distributed by Tom and Mary Leahy.

Can there be a connection between all that violent globe shaking in Boise and the Mount St. Helens activity? Jim Joyce recently hosted Jim Heavey, Bill Smith, and Bill’s brother Burke Smith ’62 to a golf weekend. Seems like a good excuse to share scotch and discuss Tielhard DeChardin’s philosophies of evolution. Sources indicate that Heav opted out of the philosophy portion because he’d heard that “Tielhard was a pansy who had a questionable short game and couldn’t hit long irons.” The abridged version of their report will be in our next issue. Multiple reports regarding the recent hijinks of John Breen: Seems that Reddog was filling time taking a motorcycle instruction course. Final exam found our hero going way too fast, encountering an unexpected obstacle, and punching (oops!) the front brake. Launched over the handlebars, he may have flunked the final, but he was enthusiastically awarded the Evel Knievel Award by his classmates for mega-distance and no whining. Dog reports that the 6-8 weeks recuperating on crutches has given him plenty of time to plan his reprise of Evel’s Snake River Canyon sky cycle effort. Disney and Universal are reportedly vying for franchise rights to create the ride. John and Mary have made many new friends explaining the metal plate and screws in his leg whenever they set off security alarms.

Ron and Pat Timpanaro delightedly report their first granddaughter, Pippilotti Shea Timpanaro. What a great name. Tippy, who was never competitive, is already busy teaching her martial arts skills and how to hit left handed.

All of you facing the parade of deadly storms this autumn were in our collective prayers. Received a report from John and Beverly Kovach who thankfully escaped major damage when “Frances” spawned a tornado right down their street in Satellite Beach, FL. They escaped with roof and landscape damage, a pool full of tree limbs, and every result imaginable after no power for a week. John and Bev appreciate the many messages of concern sent their way. Somehow the winter snows up north don’t seem quite so daunting after the 2004 hurricane season. I promised Angus McPhie that any unused space would be filled with Kelley vault material about recycling, rapid climate change, early childhood education, etc. Next time, Gus.

Happy and prosperous New Year to all, Frank

Summer 2004

Another reunion has come and gone. If you missed it, you didn’t get to share the secret of the DaVinci Code – IT’S FICTION! Everything was well organized and the food and events were extremely enjoyable. Special thanks to Tom Leahy for shepherding us thru the weekend’s events, to John Breen for organizing the calling of classmates to ensure that 76 of us showed up, and to the rest of the committee for working so hard to make things work so well for us.

We also carried on a reunion tradition, known as “the passing of the pen.” This consists of the current class columnist finding a “volunteer” to become the new class columnist for the next 5 years. Frank Kelley, after much cajoling, harassing, and plying with flattery and liquor – and most importantly the urging of “wonder woman” – his wife Joanne, graciously volunteered to assume the duty over the next 5 years – what a wonderful man!

Since this is my last column, I would like to review a few of the highlights of Reunion 40 weekend and share a few observations and conclusions I drew from the events observed. Thanks to Jim Joyce for providing a special Class of ’64 version of Late Nite Catechism. In addition to being an entertaining lunch, two significant events occurred – someone was finally able to impress on Bob “Bear” Mirguet that he was not to touch sister – EVER! – and Tony and Tish Petricca have been saved – the thought of them kneeling together at the base of their bed with their matching “glow in the dark” rosaries meditating on the passions is inspirational. Combine that with learning at the class dinner on Saturday night that we have a classmate – Tad “Tree” Walters – who can enhance our golden years with Arthur Murray dance lessons and you begin to understand what a wonderful weekend we experienced.

Unfortunately, I missed the “opening cocktail party” at Leahy’s. Therefore, I cannot personally attest to the “all weather” rolling bar or the “West of the Mississippi” wino-rama – compliments of Russ “Rum Runner” Centanni and his shy retiring wife, Ginny. She really needs to learn how to loosen up and have a good time – maybe Jim Holmes could teach her a couple of those thousand Irish pub songs he knows. Did Jim major in “Irish pub tunes”?

The tour of the new stadium and seeing Coach John Ray with his Class of ’64 boys made me realize something that had never really occurred to me before. Obviously, there was a tremendous camaraderie among the members of our class that were on those two undefeated football teams of 1962 and 1963. But, I believe those undefeated teams are an important part of the reason that the “Class of ’64” has always been special. Those of us who were not on those teams became the 12th man of those teams and took tremendous pride in what was accomplished. While the rest of us didn’t do it on the field, we were there in the stands – at home and on the road – and were there at 2 a.m. when the team arrived home on the bus from one of their two losses during our 4 years. Ron Timpanaro, sharing how special that made him feel brought this line of thought to mind. It wasn’t the only reason we are special as a class, but it certainly was a catalyst – and seeing Coach Ray and the Men of ’64 together again, and our reaction to them, made that very clear on Saturday.

Just as we did in 1963, we again chanted “Heav” – “Heav” – “Heav”! This time he wasn’t averaging the “most yards per return” as he did in the old days. Instead, he was baring his head to classmates and his heart and soul to Millie – the love of his life. The “furry little critter” that lived on his head is gone, and the 30-year relationship with his special lady is coming to full bloom. Dear God, these Irishmen move slowly – makes you wonder how he ever avoided those tackles on punt returns years ago. But as my mother told me many times – better late than never.

Dave Betz is as funny as ever and Tim de Bord is as dramatic as ever and it’s good to know that some things never change. If I had taken more notes and had less fun, I could probably have mentioned the antics of the other 90% of class members who attended – but it was great to see you all. Instead, I will close by thanking all of you for sharing your lives with me, so I could share them with everyone else – and you better do better with Frank, because he told me he knows where all of you live. In closing, I will leave you with an old Jesuit proverb, but you will have to fill in the blanks if you remember it. Life is all about _____! You are either covering it, laughing it off, kicking it, kissing it, busting it, or trying to get a piece of it. Finally, my dear wife Nora says I should mention her in my column – so I am. Thanks for the memories – Jack

Spring 2004

Very short column this time — If you read this and have not made your reservations for Reunion 40 — you are going to miss a great party. The reunion packets mailed to each of you spell out the fun activities planned. Couple those activities with the ability to pick up where you left off with JCU classmates and you have a winner.

Don’t be left out — sign up now and get involved — who knows how many more of these we will all be able to make. See you at Reunion 40 — Jack

Winter 2004

It may be time to put the class scribe out to pasture. Finally, I’m receiving input, but I can’t remember where I put it. Luckily, my steel trap mind recalls who sent info and some of the facts. For instance, Pete and Evie Kiebort had a visit from Hurricane Isabel in September 2003. She was not a polite guest, as she wiped out their pier and bulkhead. The good news was that nobody was injured, and additional good news was the arrival of Pete and Evie’s first grandchild – Congratulations – and if I could find their Christmas letter I could tell you their grandchild’s name.

Bill Dix thoroughly enjoyed the dedication of Don Shula Stadium. Bill has worked with high school football for 14 years and has been retired now for 7 years from the Cleveland school system, where he taught Social Studies. Bill and Nancy’s daughter, Jennifer, is now working back in Ohio at both Amhurst Steel High School and Rehabilitation Consultants as a certified athletic trainer. Football (and the treatment of injuries from it and other sports) is a big conversation topic in the Dix household. Nancy had to submit this report, because Bill was too busy doing “retirement things.”

Denny Marini is only “semi-retired,” but he was able to report that Mike McManus recently visited Denny and Kathy in Ormond Beach and then went home and lost a serious confrontation with his lawn mower. Happily, Mike is out of the hospital and back to work, but you would think someone with a college degree would know better than to get under a lawnmower when it is running.

Frank Kelley was married since the last column to a lady we all met at the last reunion. If I had my notes or my memory, I could mention her name – “Wonder Woman” is probably appropriate – Congrats!

Tom and Ellen Ungashick checked in from Atlanta with a rundown on their family. They seem to be strategically placing their sons around the world for interesting visits during their retirement – Atlanta, San Antonio, Boston and Prague – not a bad itinerary.

Class author, Jim Joyce sent an update, but I lost it. So, I read his book instead – Pucker Factor 10 – memoirs of a US Army helicopter pilot in Viet Nam – and thoroughly enjoyed it. He not only told the story, he made you feel the story. It also made me appreciate the wonderful life I have had – never having had to share my room with rats, never having had to endure the scary war experiences Jim related, and realizing that the closest to a “Pucker 10” experience in my life was the arrival of all 11 grandchildren, under 8, at my house for Thanksgiving. If that is as bad as it gets, I can deal with it!

Actually, I could have provided many more facts, but then there would not have been any incentive to attend Reunion 40 in June. Rumor has it that Cleveland Ohio, and the JCU campus in particular, will be overrun by a multitude of gray-haired and bald fat men and their beautiful “trophy” wives from the Class of ’64. They will appear quite cultured and genteel, considering the potential blood alcohol levels as the weekend progresses.

The Reunion committee has formulated preliminary plans and set a goal of at least 80 attendees. When you hear the agenda of special events, I’m certain you won’t want to be left out or be the one who causes us to fall short of this realistic attendance goal. Thursday nite: Weekend “Kickoff Party” at Tom Leahy’s house. Friday lunch: will move to the Shorby Club in Bratenahl. Saturday lunch: Jim Joyce has arranged for a nun to entertain us – she will have at least one ruler and possibly a long wooden pointer. Actually, the nun is a professional entertainer from Late Nite Catechism and will have material to roast us all – should be tasty! Jim will pick up the tab with all the money he makes on his book – so buy a copy soon! Saturday nite: Mass followed by a picture session, cocktails, and dinner are the objective, so none of the old-timers is awake all night because they ate dinner to late. Dinner will feature a deluxe buffet with multiple stations to allow more socializing. The Saturday nite program has not been finalized as yet, but we have never had a bad one. Non-special events: This refers to the time spent between special events in the class tent and around campus with old and new friends, catching up on what has happened since the last time or getting acquainted. Actually, this is what will make Reunion 40 “special.” And last, but not least, some lucky member of the Class of ’64 will have one too many drinks and volunteer to be the “Class of ’64 Scribe” for the next 5 years.

BOTTOM LINE – REUNION 40 will be memorable and fun as usual. Expect a call from a Reunion Committee member regarding your attendance at this festive event and JUST SAY YES! See you there – Jack

Summer 2003

Not a lot to report since my last column. Apparently, the Class of ’64 members are good readers, but the majority of them can’t write. Obviously, Jim Joyce is an exception to that broad sweeping generalization. Jim Joyce’s book – “Pucker Factor 10: A Memoir of an Army Helicopter Pilot in Vietnam” is out, and John Breen is 3/4ths of the way through it and says it is a good read. It tracks Jim from his Southside Chicago home to now. Good stuff! And, if it makes a bunch of money, maybe he’ll pop for a beer at the 40th reunion next June.

Have received info from multiple sources regarding Gus McPhie’s election to the Lorain (Ohio) Sports Hall of Fame for his high school and college heroics. Not surprisingly, none of the info came from Gus. His brother, Bill McPhie, sent me an e-mail telling me about the May 8th induction ceremony and Bill Kerner sent me a nice note with a copy of the May 5th Lorain Journal article chronicling the event. Another honor for a deserving guy.

No other news of note as of my deadline, but it is now less than a year until our 40th reunion and we should start thinking about doing something special to commemorate the event. Until next time – Jack

Spring 2003

I got so much news for the last issue, I was in shock and missed the deadline. Shame on me — so here are some old and new items I received.

Former Chicago southsider Jim Joyce has his book — “Pucker Factor 10” — in the final stages of publication, due out in spring of ’03. Jim relives his experiences flying helicopters in Viet Nam, with special attention given to his and other pilots day to day lives. Watch for it from McFarland, Inc. — we might have a best selling author in our midst.

Jim Corsica reported in from Naples, FL, where he is living after retiring from teaching after 37 years. Jim now has more time to pursue his avocation — acting.

Jim has appeared in local productions of classic plays, like “A Streetcar Named Desire,” and played the narrator, Dr. Scott in “The Rocky Horror Show.” He also satisfied his mother’s long standing dream to have a son who was a priest, by playing Father Mark in “Tony & Tina’s Wedding.” We always knew Jim was a “character.”

Denny Marini reported in from Ormand Beach, FL, where he is semi-retired. He retired as VP of HR from Harris Semiconductor in ’99, but is consulting in the areas of Leadership Development and Merger and Acquisition Integration for companies like Dell Computers and GE. Denny and wife Kathy are enjoying their 8 grandchildren and will celebrate their 40th wedding anniversary in April. I’m no math major, but I think that means they were married before we graduated.

Al Rutledge reported that he saw in a local paper that Ted Bidigare, Gross Pointe Woods City manager, would be off 6 weeks due to health problems — hopefully he is back at work when this goes to press.

George Williams is a candidate for national president of the Reserve Officers Association. The election will be on June 28th in New Orleans. Sounds like George needs an “election advisor” from Chicago to ensure a win.

Marty Wenzler reported in from Williamsburg, where he and wife Susan have lived for the past 14 years. They get together on a regular basis with Paul Forster and his wife, Karen. Paul is retired Army and a local “mogul” and also volunteers for Habitat for Humanity projects. They also meet regularly with John Kenney ’40 and his wife, Pat, who retired to the area. Between them, they manage to solve all the world’s problems over lunch or dinner, but since nobody takes notes, they can’t remember the solutions the next day. Might there be a cocktail or two involved in those problem solving sessions? Marty is still working out of his home importing optics and technical glass from his company in Berlin, Germany. Marty and Susan have 4 grandchildren. Son Paul and daughter Amy are both married and live close by in Richmond. Son Chris is the SID for JCU, and if you haven’t seen it, check out the JCU athletic Web site that he helped develop. Go to www.jcu.edu and then to “Athletics”.

And, speaking of Web sites, rumor has it that Ron Timpanaro has volunteered to put together a Class of ’64 Web site, which could make this column obsolete in the future — I like the idea already. At least it will be a data collection point for 40th reunion info — and that’s only a little over a year away! As more information becomes available, I will pass it along to you.

And finally, I end with the ongoing reproductive adventures of the Barrett children. In May, we welcomed grandchild #10 — Patrick Malia, courtesy of daughter Marjie and husband, Sean, and will have welcomed grandchild #11 by the time this goes to press courtesy of John and Nancy Barrett. I hope they don’t take as long as their parents to figure out that it is not the bowling league that is causing this. Until next time — Jack

Spring 2002

Another deadline approaches as I sit and reflect on all that has occurred since my last report. Many conflicting thoughts and feelings run through my Jesuit-educated mind. On one hand, I am horrified, depressed and angered at and by the savagery of the selfish act of terror perpetrated against us. On the other hand, I am thankful, determined and inspired by our collective reactions to it. On the surface, we have returned to our normal lives, but underneath the surface, something has changed. Everything we once took for granted now has more meaning. Our family, our friends and acquaintances, and the relationships we have with them seem more valuable. Ironically, they aren’t. We are just more aware of their value. Maybe the net effect of this painful wakeup call is just that — an awakening. We are smarter — God didn’t have to flood the world this time to get our attention. But, we are also more distracted. We need to get our eye on the ball — “the real meaning of life” — and keep it there. If for no other reason than to “not let the terrorists win.”

Having indulged my Jesuit-induced penchant to philosophize, let’s move to the news. The first item is a request for prayers for Dick and Patty Koenig and their daughter Kristen, who is undergoing treatment for advanced Hodgkin’s lymphoma disease. It is usually curable, and Dick says that Kristen is strong and committed to beating it, but our prayers in support of their ordeal can’t hurt.

For the past year, Mike Naylon has been the acting executive director of the National Committee for Employer Support of the Guard and Reserve, an agency of the Defense Department. The committee’s mission is to look out for the interests of our Guard and Reserve citizen soldiers. Mike’s latest project culminated in a November 9th ceremony held by President Bush in the East Room of the White House, and carried live on C-Span, proclaiming the week of November 12th as Employer Support of Guard and Reserve Week. Nice work Mike! Just as you said, who would have thought ROTC drill in the JCU parking lot would have lasted this long — congratulations on 30 years in the US Army Reserve.

Ron and Pat Timpanaro had a spectacular Christmas in Houston with their first grandchild. Wait until they have 9 — 7 under 5 years old — then it becomes a spectacle. They visited family in New Jersey after Christmas and saw the sights of New York City, including a play, but could not bring themselves to visit Ground Zero.

Speaking of grandchildren, Ed Berleman finally reported the name of his latest grandson, Ethan — way to go Ed, got it in before his 1st birthday in April. Also, a special thanks to Ed and Cathy for the gift of a photomontage of the JCU campus titled “The Closeness of Carroll.” It contains pictures of all the buildings there in ’64 and many of those built since.

Bob Runtz proudly reports that he has been selected by the Illinois Track and Cross Country Coaches Association to receive the Dave Pasquini Assistant Coach Award for outstanding service as an assistant coach to the athletes and head coaches in the sports of cross country and track and field. In 22 years of coaching, his cross-country teams have made 10 trips to the state finals and two of his discus throwers finished 2nd in the state. Bob’s head coach says “his dedication, commitment and knowledge have influenced many athletes and it has been an honor to work with Bob.” Bob also wants us to know that he plans to retire in June after 37 years of teaching high school English and expects to spend his free time sharpening up his golf game. Congrats on the award Bob, but forget about getting any more strokes on the course.

Speaking of golf, John Breen has traded his golf clubs for a boat. With half of your “best days” as a boater behind you (the day you bought the boat), unless of course you contract “footer’s disease” (uncontrollable urge to buy bigger and bigger boats), we all hope you enjoy your latest avocation. To this day, I thank my father for owning a boat and saving me the need to experience it for myself.

Tony Compisi has joined the staff of Lakeville Motor Express as a corporate account exec. He resides in Fairport, NY.

As for the rest of you Class of ’64 members, I can only assume you are working hard to scrape out a living in these trying times or playing so hard you don’t have time to take a breath and let us know what you are doing. Until next time, Jack