John Siverd death May, 2014

On June 4, 2014, Ron Kurtz wrote to tell all of us:


Sadly, this is to inform you of the death on May 17 of my freshman year roommate, John Siverd.  An incomparably good man, mature beyond his years, even as a freshman.  How he ever tolerated me, I’ll never understand.  We’ve lost another good one.


His  obituary, sent to me by his lovely wife, Nancy, is attached.

(Click here to view obituary published in Idaho area where John lived with his family:


Jorge Mas death in Puerto Rico May, 2014

Ned Buchbinder called and then wrote with sad news of his friend and former roommate Jorge Mas’ death in his native Puerto Rico:

Jorge Mas who had a gift of enthusiasm (en theos=filled with the gods) for life and friendship and family passed away in his home in Rio Piedras, Puerto Rico the last week of May, 2014.  Ned Buchbinder, Jorge’s roommate sophomore year shared that he and Jorge became hermanos, brothers/true friends for life.Condolences to his family and our deepest prayers.  All of Jorge’s children graduated from Notre Dame.
Jorge, who became a favorite of Ned’s mother, kept in lifetime touch with Ned, and with Mrs. Buchbinder.

Death of Steven G. Rothmeier May 14, 2014

In Memoriam: Steven G. Rothmeier

Steven G. Rothmeier, Member of the Board of Directors

Among the notes that originated with Tom Durkin was a remembrance distributed by Bryan Dunigan:

Steve Rothmeier aka “Sparty Spartan” because of his haircut in the mid-60’s was a great guy.  We lived in Stanford Hall and he was in a few of my classes Freshman year.  His room mate was Terry Quinn and he lived next door to Bob Ptak and Billy “The Big Cheese” Balsis.  Steve was always trying to study and the Fenwick guys were usually screwing around and occasionally trying to wrestle him to the ground.  I laugh when I picture Steve waving Terry Quinn like a flag as Terry tried to grab a leg.  Pretty sure Joe Kernan lived down the hall too.Steve’s high school principal in Fairbault, MN . , Sister Regina Kelly, was a classmate of John Walsh’s Mom and my Mom at Rosary College.  And Steve always would keep me updated on Sister Regina which was a delight for my Mom to hear of her dear friend.

  I always knew Steve to be a great Gentleman in every sense of that word.  I will always remember him as a great guy and I am sorry to hear of his passing.   May his soul rest in peace—he had little peace in Stanford Hall!!

Long-Serving Lumen Christi Institute Board Chair, Former Northwest Airlines CEO, and University of Chicago Trustee

Steven G. Rothmeier—a successful businessman who rose to CEO at Northwest Airlines and later founded Great Northern Capital, a private investment management firm in St. Paul, MN—died May 14th, 2014 after suffering from dementia and Parkinson’s disease. He was 67.

Born in Mankato, Minnesota in 1946, Rothmeier received a BA in Business Administration from the University of Notre, where he also played varsity football.

Following his undergraduate studies, he put aside his professional aspirations to serve his country and was decorated for his service as an infantry officer in Vietnam.

Upon his return to civilian life, Rothmeier earned an MBA from the University of Chicago Graduate School of Business in 1973. After working briefly at General Mills, he joined Northwest Airlines. Twelve years later—at the age of 38—he became CEO. His discipline and strong work ethic helped streamline the company and make it more competitive. Under his watch, Northwest added new routes and expanded hubs to cities such as Detroit and Memphis.

Through all his accomplishments, Rothmeier was devoted to the Catholic Church. He participated actively in St. Agnes Parish in St. Paul, MN—acclaimed for the beauty of its liturgy and sacred music. He erected a private chapel in his Bavarian-style home outside St. Paul, in Eagan, MN. Patterned after chapels in Europe, it featured traditional Bavarian leaded-glass windows, as well as a little bell tower.

Fr. George Rutler—who first met him about twenty years ago through visits to St. Agnes—was touched by his friend’s humble and profound faith: “He was a man of so many varied talents which he exercised as effortlessly as he was modest about them. Since Our Lord knows what is in the heart of man, and far better than we do, He knows the number of the numberless good things Steven did for the good of the Church.”

He was also deeply committed to his alma mater, the University of Chicago. He served as Trustee of the College and was a member of the Council on the Graduate School of Business.

It was while he was a U of C Trustee that came to know of the work of the Lumen Christi Institute. Thrilled about a place that could unite his love for the Church as well as the U of C, he joined the board in December of 1998, only a year after the Institute was founded. He was elected as Chairman of the Board of Directors soon after and served faithfully from 1999-2009.

Under his guidance, Lumen Christi experienced tremendous growth. Noel Moore, who succeeded Rothmeier as Chairman of the Board, underscored his vital contribution to the Institute’s development: “Steve’s faith, leadership, and generosity nurtured Lumen Christi’s growth and stature when we needed it most; at the Institute’s founding and early days.”

Moore further added: “All that Lumen Christi has accomplished over the past 17 years, would not have been possible but for Steve’s early and sustained commitment.”

Thomas Levergood, Executive Director of the Lumen Christi Institute, remarked: “As a University of Chicago alumnus and trustee, Steve Rothmeier understood the culture of excellence of the University and the need for an articulate Catholic presence within its culture. He was especially pleased as the Institute developed its national Program in Economics and Catholic Social Thought.”

Rothmeier’s deep faith made a lasting impression on all who met him: “I am better for having known him, and take consolation in the fervent belief that we can be closer now in the prayers of the Mass than ever we were privileged to be in this passing world,” said Rutler.

Alfred (Fred) Mansour died May 28, 2014

July 12, 2014

Fred Mansour’s brother-in-law sent news of our classmate’s death on May 28, 2014.  If you wish to post your own comments and remembrances of Fred on this blog, use the Comments instructions here or let Tom Figel know you are having trouble:


Alfred “Fred” Mansour Jr.

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Mr. Alfred “Fred” Mansour Jr., 68, of West Point, GA, passed away Wednesday, May 28, 2014, at West Georgia Medical Center.

Mr. Mansour was born February 13, 1946, in LaGrange, GA. He was the son of the late Alfred Mansour, Sr. and Selema Azar “Nini” Mansour. Fred was a graduate of LaGrange High School and the University of Notre Dame. He also attended Executive Training at New York UniversitySchool of Retailing. He grew up in the family clothing retail business that was started by his grandparents in 1917. He was the former CEO of Mansour’s Department Store and owner of Plato’s Closet in Montgomery, AL. He was a very active member of the community, a member of the American Quarter Horse Association, and served in the Army National Guard.

Survivors include his wife, Laura Mansour; daughter and son-in-law, Destiny and Richard Stumhofer; grandchildren, Madison Stumhofer and Chloe Stumhofer; siblings and their spouses, Larry and Susan Mansour, Prissy and S.N. Thomas, Martha and Al Collinger, and Rita and Sam Farmer; and ten nieces and nephews.

A private graveside service was held on Saturday, May 31, 2014.

In lieu of flowers, the family requests contributions be made to the Troup County Humane Society, Harris County Humane Society, or the

in memory of Mr. Alfred Mansour, Jr.

Those wishing to share a condolence or remembrance with the family may do so by visiting

Arrangements are by Striffler-Hamby Mortuary, 1010 Mooty Bridge Road, LaGrange, GA 30240 (706) 884-8636

Jim Davis poem: 68 Lines, to my classmates on the death of Father Dunne

June 10, 2014

(See item in blog notes: Father John Dunne died in November, 2013)

The Daily Domer obituary
Got me walking to Engineering,
And when I went inside I remembered
Where I sat, not something he said,

Although from my seat I could see him
Up front, and close up after class,
Then I imagined him at the end,
In bed, eyes closed, bearded, no beret.

I had read "The Circle Dance of Time," but
Still wondered what he boiled after death
Down to before his death.
Now, I see the class blog mentions

His last book, "Eternal Consciousness," and
I figure, if someone bedside dared ask,
"You're still thinking light, right?"
He would not say over and out.

Where do you and I need to be at the end?
Do we have some leeway?
Whaddaya think?  Of course, we got leeway.
God made leeway.  So, don't avoid

Questions in twilight, even if you're set,
You guys, with your families and hobbies and ways,
By now, if you don't cheat on your wife, you might
Even eat the hell that goes with heaven,

Rather than trust God to love all your issues.
Anyway, whatever you've been thinkin',
Take this basic question from Father Dunne,
Whether death leads to light we will know, or

Dark we won't -- let's call that nothing -- it's where
He brings Christ to the plate to swing for light.
Wanna hit for yourself?  Le'me tellya,
Light is good anyway you can get it.

When my stroke started, I knew nothing, 
And it wasn't the nice thing Father Dunne
Called the void in the stillness.  Was it
The no thing Alzamora was shouting about

At 2 in the morning during exam week,
When he looked at me, all anger,
Held out his fist, and exclaimed,
"I know there is nothing!  Nothing!"?

Me?  I never got to nothing before
Or after my stroke, and now I see things
At night in the dark, eyes open or closed,
I can summon them if they don't appear,

Achromatic crumbs morph into faces,
Against the black background, mostly grotesques,
Laughing and talking, but I can't hear'em.  
Odd stuff.  Charles Bonnet syndrome? 

Or something I shouldn't yet know?
They're nothing my doctors wanna talk about.
Is silence speaking to the impure heart?
Don't know.  Hope I never see'em in my car.

I think they're a wiring issue that
May or may not affect anyone's take
On what I'm talking about, as I  
Lean toward light as a matter of policy.  

And if death leads to Eternity, but
Once we're there we can't tell,
That's not the worst result I can think of,
As I ponder my nighttime visions.

Can this case be settled?
Are all the Hindus wrong?
Do I have to do a better job of living?
I've now read the last book, which says

Eternal life is more than we can tell,
But not than we can know.  And we do that
How, Jim?   The way you do it or don't.  And 
Keep an eye out for clues, in God's presence.

Copyright © 2013, J. M. Davis
All rights reserved

Note from Forrest Hainline about his poems

Forrest Hainline sent this news June 9, 2014:


A link to a review of the poetry anthology Forgetting Home, which discusses my included poem, Holding Hands.


Also, my poem Fibonacci – Water (Variation 1) is in the Fib Review

The Fib Review Issue #17


Regards, Forrest


Forrest A. Hainline III
Goodwin Procter LLP
San Francisco, CA