1960s

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

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

  The 1961 - 1962 Roundup and 1961 Last Roundup, edited by John Humphries, continued improving, earning awards at the Texas Catholic Journalists Workshop in San Antonio, third and second place respectively. By 1962 - 1963 the paper again was sold (for a $2.00 subscription)  rather than being distributed free.  (Literary Edition, Winter 1963).  The Literary Edition published short stories, essays, and...

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

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

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

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

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

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