Class notes submitted August 1, 2014

The Streams of Our Lives
These notes have two streams converging. One is a rising current of notes announcing classmates’ deaths. The other is a frothing white water of news mostly supplied by Mike Helmer in California, Brian Schanning from the high seas of Massachusetts, and President Tom Weyer from his Oak Brook residence, the ND68 Class Center in the Chicago area.
Thanks to Mike, Brian and Tom, there’s nothing to do but get out of their way. Let’s start with Mike Helmer: “Beth and I just got back from dear old New London CT where we (in the august company of reunion emcee Tom Condon and his lovely wife, Anne) celebrated our 50 year reunion of St. Bernard’s HS class. We had planned a side trip to Gloucester to see Dana Hart and Mary Ellen only to learn that they are done with Cape Ann and are now living full time in the Tucson area. You English majors might appreciate this tale. Beth has always been a very active person and road trips are a trial for her. Try to imagine a day on the road with a 110 lb hummingbird riding shotgun. So on the advice of a literary friend, we tried the classic books on disc. The road trip to Nashville and back featured “Jane Eyre” the climax to which coincided with our return trip via US 50, the”loneliest road in America.” There we were, tooling along with Beth yelling, “Damnit Jane! Don’t marry that @$$hole!” I’m guessing that’s the only time those words have ever been spoken on that road, at least in connection with Bronte’s novel. The road trip Death March also included a July clockwise circling of Lake Michigan, Beth to visit her old nursing supervisor in Lake Geneva, me to have a beer in Sault Ste. Marie. The back story on the beer: the summer job in 1965 and 1966 was respective employment as a deck hand and a coal-passer on the ore boats where I committed the deadly sin of envy every time we passed through the locks. The sight of peopIe enjoying themselves on a restaurant deck overlooking the locks turned me green with jealousy back then and I made a promise to myself that I would go back to the Soo and return the favor. I’m sleeping much better for having kept the promise.”
And Brian Schanning’s late July note: “Susan and I have just started sailing to Maine and New Brunswick, Canada. Hoping to connect with Bob Brady in Maine who will be coming back from a visit with Margaret to Nova Scotia in early August. Will be attending my 50th high school reunion (Archbishop Stepinac HS in White Plains, NY) with fellow class members Bill Holahan and John Longhi on October 10.”
President Tom Weyer wrote: “In June I attended the Mt. Carmel HS 50th re union…even though I did not go to school there. But if the cocktail party was a half hour longer I might have been elected to something. I went to support Dr. Rick McPartlin: you have to be nice to your doctor at our age. I caught up with 68 classmates Mike Terrill, Tom McCann and the rarely seen Chris Wilcox in from Connecticut. Rick was being honored for his Mt Carmel hockey history from being a founding player to team physician for many years. That combined with his recent military service – as an AARP member – garnered him Hall of Fame honors. Tom Gibbs, and sisters, were in attendance as well, to honor their Mom , the lovely and lively Mary Jane Gibbs. Mary Jane was given honorary Alumni status for her half Century plus of support to Our Lady’s Caravan.”
Unfortunately, our news also includes the deaths of Steven G. Rothmeier, John Siverd, Jorge Mas, Al Mansour and, from 69, Bill Luking. Sweet, beautiful Mary Disser McCrea, often with Bryan Dunigan at class gatherings, died at the end of May after four years of struggle. Our class blog, www.ndclass1968.com, has obituaries and remembrances of these good, highly accomplished friends. Steven G. Rothmeier held high station as a CEO but this is how Bryan Dunigan remembers him: “Steve Rothmeier aka “Sparty Spartan” because of his haircut in the mid-60’s was a great guy. May his soul rest in peace—he had little peace in Stanford Hall!! His roommate 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.” Ron Kurtz remembers John Siverd as a freshman roommate and wonders how John put up with it. Ned Buchbinder, who roomed with Jorge Mas one year, recalls the lifelong friendship that Jorge and Ned’s mother developed one Thanksgiving holiday. Al Mansour was very active in his native Georgia community while heading the retail business begun by his grandfather.
Please visit the class blog, www.ndclass1968.com, for additional details and for news from or about Forrest Hainline, Monk Forness, artist Tom Fitzharris, Jim O’Rourke, Dan Harshman, Fred Ferlic and many others. Thanks. – Tom Figel, 1054 West North Shore, Apt. 3-E, Chicago, IL 60626, tel. (office) 312-223-9536.

Dean-Tracy Scholarship Embodies True American Hero

(Tom McKenna – Chicago Cuz – sent this news of a scholarship honoring our classmate John Tracy’s uncle Jack Dean and brother Tom Tracy)
Dean-Tracy Scholarship Embodies True American Hero
Endowed Scholarship for men’s and women’s basketball tribute to ex-Blue Demon standout Jack Dean
Jack Dean is the inspiration behind the Dean-Tracy Endowed Scholarship for men's and women's basketball.

Jack Dean is the inspiration behind the Dean-Tracy Endowed Scholarship for men’s and women’s basketball.

May 29, 2014

CHICAGO – Folks in the DePaul community have every reason to puff out their chests and perhaps even salute the legacy of an inspirational Blue Demon and true American hero named Jack Dean.

Dean was a happy-go-lucky swashbuckler kind of a guy who sashayed onto campus for the 1943-44 basketball season winning over his teammates with a feisty athleticism and wowing the coeds with his good looks and easy charm.

Starting at forward as an 18-year-old freshman on a team what would finish as the NIT runner-up was no small testament to the 6-foot, 2-inch Dean’s talent and immediate impact. No less an authority than legendary coach Ray Meyer spotted that right away, and Dean was the third-leading scorer behind All-Americans George Mikan and Dick Triptow.

That Dean only starred at DePaul for one season was a reflection on his determination to serve his country in time of war and be willing to sacrifice his young life in defense of a freedom cherished by an entire nation.

Dean wound up enlisting in the U.S. Navy after his freshman season, and after stops at the Great Lakes Naval Station in Chicago and the Naval Training Station in San Diego, Calif., Dean was assigned to the ill-fated USS Indianapolis.

After completing a secret mission delivering the first operational atomic bomb to an island 80 miles north of Guam, Dean’s ship was sunk by a Japanese submarine and suffered the greatest single loss of life at sea in the history of the U.S. Navy.

Out of 1,196 men on board, almost 300 went down with the ship. The remaining 900 or so men were left floating in shark-infested waters with no lifeboats and most with no food or water.

The ship was never missed, and by the time survivors were spotted by accident four days later, only 317 were still alive.

It was a scene so chillingly recounted by the Robert Shaw character in the movie “Jaws.” Here’s an excerpt from a survivor named Woody James that’s on the website www.ussindianapolis.org.


 


Day 4
“The sun finally did rise and it got warm again. Some of the guys have been drinking salt water by now, and they were (hallucinating). The day wore on and the sharks were around, hundreds of them. You’d hear guys scream, especially late in the afternoon. Seems like the sharks were worse late in the afternoon than they were during the day. Then, they began feeding at night, too. Everything would be quiet and then you’d hear somebody scream and you knew a shark had got him.” James was rescued on day four.

Dean’s former teammate Jack Phelan had a chance encounter at dinner with a survivor of the USS Indianapolis.

“I got into a conversation with a gentleman about old-time basketball players,” said Phelan who now lives in Florida. “I was in the Navy at the end of the war, and this fellow said he had served on the USS Indianapolis. I said that one of my best friends at DePaul had also served on that ship.

“He said that he knew Jack. This man had been in the water with Jack for three days surviving the shark attacks. Then he said: `Jack left us after 2 ½ days.’

“I remember thinking that Jack wasn’t even 21 years old yet and had already gone down. Man, I’m so lucky I’ve had a great life with a wife and a family. Jack never had a chance to do that.

“It was a different world back then, and we were fighting that war for our liberty. The loser of this war was going to be in real sad shape. Jack gave up his life and was an American patriot in every sense of the word.”

In an effort to enlighten the DePaul community about Dean, nephew John Tracy headed up a drive to establish the Dean-Tracy Endowed Scholarship for Blue Demon men’s and women’s basketball. The Tracy in the scholarship name is actually for John’s brother Tom Tracy who played at DePaul from 1967-70 on the same teams with Doug Bruno and Joey Meyer.

John Tracy, the longtime coach and dean of students at St Ignatius, passed away in March of 2013. His close friend Jim Corgel has picked up the baton and is kick-starting the drive for the Dean-Tracy scholarship in hopes other DePaul supporters and alumni will join in honoring Dean’s inspirational story.

“John was Jack Dean’s nephew and one of my best friends for 38 years,” Corgel said. “He told me all about his uncle, and after talking with Doug Bruno, we realized what a meaningful story this is for DePaul. John was the driving force behind the idea of an endowed scholarship.

“When John passed away, I felt it was my responsibility to carry on John’s work. In a sense, I’m now representing John Tracy. He was a successful basketball coach for a long time and coached the Bruno boys (Bryan, Kevin, David and Brendan) and Eugene Lenti’s girls (Ali and Gena) at St. Ignatius. Tom Tracy was the assistant coach for the Bruno boys.

“John played at Brother Rice and is in Rice’s Hall of Fame and was inducted into St. Ignatius’ Hall of Fame in March. He was the leading scorer in the Catholic League in 1964, one year before a guy named Mike Krzyzewski from Weber won the scoring crown.

“John and I first met each other working at IBM in 1975. I became involved with the DePaul community through John, coach Bruno and Athletics Director Jean Lenti Ponsetto. John and I remained friends after I moved to Connecticut in 1988.

“The inspiration to get this going came from John Tracy. We would talk every week for more than 30 years. I miss talking to him.”

May has been designated as “Scholarship Month.” For 31 days, Blue Demon athletic programs are engaging in a scholarship and funding initiative spearheaded by Athletics Development. The alumni team that generates the most scholarship gifts will receive first prize—50 percent of the Athletic Department’s on-line auction revenue.

From what Bruno has heard of Jack Dean, the women’s basketball coach sees a striking resemblance in Dean’s nephew Tom Tracy.

“Tommy was a very fun-loving guy, and from the way people describe Jack Dean, Tommy was very similar to his uncle,” Bruno said of Tom Tracy who passed away in 2011. “Dean was known as a great basketball player and a lover of life. Tommy was much the same—he loved to hoop and he loved life. He was a good-looking guy just like his uncle.

“Tommy was an excellent shooter, and when he was cooking, he’d put up 25, 26 points. Not only was he a great shooter, but he was also a great athlete with terrific hops. He could really rise up. He’d get off the ground and at the peak of his jump release this aesthetically pleasing shot.

“He was a tough guy who didn’t act tough or talk tough. I remember as an eighth grader going to a Brother Rice-Mt. Carmel game in Carmel’s tiny gym when a fight broke out. Tommy was right there in the middle of it.

“I’ll never forget the time we were playing at Marquette and Tommy was guarding Jeff Sewell. Early in the first half they ran a UCLA backdoor screen. Sewell made his move and Tommy denied the cut. Sewell pushed Tommy over. Tommy got up and dropped him with one punch.”

Ponsetto knows there is a special place in DePaul Athletics for someone like Dean.

“For those at DePaul who know the Jack Dean story, you can only have the utmost respect and admiration for the sacrifice he made as a humanitarian and serviceman who loved his country very deeply,” Ponsetto said. “He left behind a promising college basketball career and made the ultimate sacrifice for our freedom with his life. You can only say that he is a true American hero.

“Everyone at DePaul should be really proud of Jack Dean and the great story of a courageous human being who gave up his life in the service of others.”

Dean was the incandescent candle that illuminated the world around him.

“He played some tremendous games for us, and I remember one in particular against a U.S. armed services team,” Phelan said. “It just didn’t happen back then that an 18-year-old kid could start at forward on a very good team.

“Jack was quite a handsome guy and was loved by the girls. It was like he had a thousand young women chasing after him. He was very popular and very much the life of the party wherever he went. He was a happy-go-lucky free spirit who lived for the moment.

“We were playing in New York that season and staying at the Paramount Hotel in Times Square. And wouldn’t you know it, Jack lined up dates for us with the chorus girls from the well-known Billy Rose’s Diamond Horseshoe nightclub made famous by the Betty Grable movie `Diamond Horseshoe.’ Well, Jack got hurt in the game that night and all the dates were cancelled because Jack couldn’t go.

“We were a close-knit team and did everything as a unit. That’s the reason we finished second to St. John’s in the NIT in 1944 and came back to win the NIT a year later.

“We were in Philadelphia for a game and Jack said: `Let’s all get the same ties.’ So we went to a local haberdashery and bought these atrocious red, yellow and green ties. We all wore those atrocious things together and got a lot of laughs walking through the hotels in Philly and later, New York.”

Phelan has one other special connection to his former teammate.

“I was the first recipient of the Jack Dean Award for sportsmanship at DePaul in 1949, and that means a lot to me,” Phelan said. “I donated the trophy to DePaul where it is displayed in the trophy case as a way of trying to get people to know who Jack Dean was.

“The endowed scholarship in his name is a real inspiration, and I’m so proud of all the people getting behind this effort.”

The Shaggs – Reminiscence by Chuck Perin

(Brian McMahon, who had a hand in the Shaggs back then, received this material from his daughter Mariah, and forwarded it to Will/Bill and Joan Dunfey, who sent it on to Gini/Virginia Waters Enright, who forwarded it to the Class of 1968.  Click the link in mid-article and that will take you to another trove of Shaggs history.  Brian wrote:

“Who knew?

“Mariah, my 22 year old,  found my last copy of the Shaggs album today. She and her musical friends from Minneapolis loved it and looked them up – attached. Amazing!
Brian

60′s garage rock bands – the Shaggs/the Shags – 1964

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When I graduated from high school in 1964, I returned home to Pekin, Illinois to work for a year in order to save up $$ to attend the University of  Notre Dame, but I used to go back up to ND a couple of times a month on weekends to hang out. On one my first visits, a football Saturday in fall 1964, I walked into the Rathskeller below the student center to find the Shaggs set up and playing — Frank Krakowski, RayWheatly, John Hall (who later founded the group Orleans, penned the big hits Dance With Me & You’re Still The One, and is now a Congressman from New York) & one other guy named Joe. They blew me away. I had been playing bass in a local central Illinois teen band, Eddie & the Excels, but I went back & formed my own version of the Shags — with one “G”. They became very popular in the Peoria/Pekin area that year, culminating with a top 3 finish in the Battle of the Bands at the Illinois State Fair the summer of 65. The next year, September 1965, I enrolled at ND and looked up Frank K. Turned out he was in the same hall as me, Farley, and needed a singer since John Hall had left ND (willingly or unwillingly). All of a sudden, I was in the real SHAGGS & performing on Sorin Hall porch was now “my domain” on football Saturdays!

Another band, the Shamrocks, were our main competition for all the frat parties that were held almost every weekend at a place called the Laurel club on the other side of South Bend. It was far enough away from campus that the junior & senior class social organizations could rent it out, a floor for each class, & have bands, dancing & booze. It was a wild scene, great parties, girls dancing on the tables, guys doing the alligator on the floor. I had this 50-foot mic cord and I would wander the room & dance floor during certain songs. We had no cars at first, so the Shaggs would take 2 cabs there & back. Frank had it all worked out so all the equipment would fit in one cab & the 2 trunks (including his drums & the PA), & we would all cram into the other cab. Later, we saved up enough to get the hearse pictured above.
We had a lot of fun & performed in some unusual situations. I remember playing for a class event in the sand at the Indiana Dunes & once playing in transit on a train full of students bound for West Lafayette, Indiana for a Notre Dame-Purdue football game. When Stepan Center was built on campus, we became one of the main openers for concerts there. We opened for The Kingsmen of Louie, Louie fame (Frank’s dream come true – check out the picture of the Shaggs & the Kingsmen on the right), as well as The Supremes, the Buckinghams, the American Breed, Baby Huey & The Baby Sitters, etc.

The other new member of the Shaggs was Geoff Gillette, a freshman from Chatham, New Jersey, who has gone on to become one of the most respected live sound engineers on the West coast. We became close friends. That spring (April ’66), the Shaggs, in order to have something to put on “The Huddle” jukebox, recorded two songs, direct to 45 rpm acetate, at a place called Universal Audio in nearby Osceola, Indiana. The songs were Farmer John (one of our big crowd pleasers) and Too Dark For Day, a song Geoff & I wrote. Click on the titles to hear them in all their glory, salvaged from the worn out disc. Check them out!

Geoff & I were sort of a self contained duo & could sit in with any band & do our shit. I was a guitar player too, but stuck to tambourine/harmonica mostly with the SHAGGS. At the end of our freshman year, May 1966, Geoff and I delivered a drive-away out to San Diego at the urging of Denise Willett, a St Mary’s girl who lived in Pacific Beach. Geoff loved to surf, & we lived at the beach, a few blocks from where I now own a home, & would take our guitars down to the boardwalk & serenade passersby with Beatles/Stones songs. We also got taken down to Tijuana a few times, where we would sit in with the Mexican cover bands at all of the clubs along Avenida Revolucion & do a few songs in exchange for drinks (zombies). What a time!

For more information, you will find an 2002 interview from 60sgaragebands.com by clicking http://southbendpower90s.blogspot.com/2010/01/shaggs-wink-1963.html
Here’s a sample songlist of some Shaggs material:
Walkin The Dog
Mustang Sally
Money
Farmer John
Midnight Hour
Shout
Louie Louie
Twist & Shout
Slow Down
Satisfaction
Cherry Pie
Time Is On My Side
The Last Time
Tell Me You’re Comin Back To Me
Kicks
Good Lovin
You Better Run
Devil With A Blue Dress On
Wooly Bully
Dirty Water
Land Of 1000 Dances
Play With Fire
I Got You Babe
Land Of 1000 Dances
Mony Mony
Shakin All Over

About Me, Chuck Perin

When I was in high school, I developed an appreciation for music and literature; anything different and creative captivated me. I spent all my free time listening to record albums or reading. It was those dreamy, brutal, magical 1960′s. Everyone was getting a voice. Acoustic music and topical songwriting exploded as an art form, so playing guitar and putting my own thoughts into songs was a natural progression for me. It not only grew to become something I enjoyed doing, it became my passion – and I’ve kept working at it ever since. If you do anything long enough, you begin to develop your own sensibilities and style. My goal has always been to keep learning and growing.

I have been running a jazz performance space in San Diego called dizzy’s since April 2000.  There I schedule and present a wide cross section of creative music – whatever excites me.  I fill my head with the positivity of hundreds of nights of musical performances each year and carry that creative vibe over into my days, spending them writing and recording my own music.

I’m a lucky man.

Ara! Ara! Ara! Class Dinner May 31, 2013

Following Weyer! Weyer! Weyer!, Dennis Reeder recorded Ara! Ara! Ara!  Here is the audio record of the 1968 Class Dinner in the North Dining Hall, May 31, 2013.  Click on the line below:

ND 1968 Class Dinner, 31MAY13

Also, if you have the means and the heart, make a donation to the Ara Parseghian Medical Research Foundation.  You can send your contribution  in care of Skip Strzelecki, St. Andrews Products, 500 Mariner Drive, Michigan City, IN 46360.

Class Dinner May 31, 2013

Class Dinner May 31, 2013

45 Year Reunion Photos

Bryan Dunigan photographed some of the classmates during the 45 year reunion.  Take some yourself?  If you email them to tfigel@lake-effect.com, we can share them here on the blog.

TomMcCannTomMcKennaDaveKabat  (at left) Tom McCann, Tom McKenna (Chicago cuz) and Dave Kabat

(below) Matt Walsh, Tom McCann

and Tom Gibbs

Matt Walsh, Tom McCann, and Tom Gibbs

Paul Nowak, Adrienne Brennan, Bryan Dunigan, Ron Kurtz, Barb Nowak, and Ken Howard.Paul-Nowak-Adrienne-Brennan-Bryan-Dunigan-Ron-Kurtz-Barb-Nowak-and-Ken-Howard

 

 

 

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(at right) Denny & Nancy Emanuel with Pat Cavanaugh