Memories

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...

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

The initial interview was conducted via phone on 11/20/06 with Sheryl Row, Jesuit Archivist, and revised with Mr. Edmond’s additional comments sent via email on 7/22/11. In the spring of 1955, while attending St. Peter’s Catholic School in the ninth grade, a nun who was also the principal approached me to recruit me to integrate Jesuit High School.  I believe...

The beanie was fun but the seniors seemed to have the most fun with them. They would knock it off your head and then put it back on for you. The only problem was they would turn their senior ring upside down and slam the beanie back on you. I think most of the freshman class had bumps on...