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David Mitchell

Mike,

Thanks for keeping us informed, but so sad to hear of his poassing.

A fine gentleman, and a good teacher. May he rest in peace. 

Fred Clem

Patrick Mannion obit: 

https://www.hillfuneral.com/westerville-funeral-home/obituaries-services/obits-photos/1530

James Hamilton, M. D.

RIP Mr./Coach Mannion.

A good man who led a good life with a positive influence on many people.

Jim

John Maxwell

John Maxwell

Daniel Cody

I was informed by Fr. Jerry Rodenfels, mr Mannion's former pastor and neighbor that the funeral is being live streamed Friday at 11:00 am from the Church of the Resurrection in New Albany. 

David Mitchell

I hardly recognized Mr. Mannion in that recent photo in the obit from Fred.

This is how I prefer to remenber him and Charlie Mentel

 I had high regard for Mr. Mannion and Charley Mentel - who coached us in JV Basketball.

    Sorry, but Not such high opinions of the other three.

(from a Basketball game program in Novemeber of '63)

David Mitchell

While basketball is still in the air, here is a shot of the finest "roundballers" ever assembled on one court. 

    (or maybe not)

Note: McKeon is mispelled)

From a program for the Aquinas game Nov. 29, 1963

Quiz - 2 classmates missing. Who are they and why?

Added later: I bet you'd never guess which of these guys got the least amount of playing time?  You'll never guess.

David Mitchell

While you are guessing who the 2 missing players are, here's a photo of some of the hottest chicks this side of Cooke Road. 

(I actually don't even know one of them)

David Mitchell

Missing from the JV team photo were the future Dr. James Hamilton and Gene Rodgers

Why, you may ask?

Because they were NOT on the JV team. They were on the Varsity from Sophomore year on.

Observe numbers 22 (back row) and and 44 (kneeling)

Daniel Brown

At least now OJ can finally rest knowing that his wife's killer is dead. 

Michael Boulware

Great picture of some super people. Dave Mitchell, you are correct that Pat Mannion and Charlie Mentel were wonderful men. Let's reveiew the other three: Ron Shay, I was so fortunate to work with Mr. Shay. He was an extremely hard worker and reviewed the progress of every student he taught weekly. He was always open to everyone's input. His character was flawless. His wife and children were saints. Ron was an honorable and good man. Dick Ambrose: he was only a couple of years older than us and a rookie teacher. Dick's brother, Tony, was our captain in football during our sophomore year. I know Dick as a friend. He was a decent man with multiple degress from an outstanding family. He was a loyal husband and father and I respect him immensely. Fianally, Dick Walker, I never realized how creative and innovative Mr. Walker was until I started coaching. I loved just to sit and talk football with him and talk technique. he was a genius. He still remembered all of the players he coached . I learned so much about coaching from him.I am so sorry you do not have fond memories of those three. 

I feel that all of those guys greatly enhanced my life and helped me help the students I taught and the players I coached.

Joseph Gentilini

Janie Blank has a birthday next week.  HAPPY BIRTHDAY!  Enjoy your special day.  joe

Michael McLeod

Thanks for that tribute to three excellent teachers and coaches, Mike and Dave.

It says as much about you as it does about them.

And yes that's a compliment. You were both clearly good learners. I was more the stubborn sort. It's an approach I wouldn't recommend. 

David Mitchell

Mike M.

Watch where you're throwing those compliments around boy.

My approach to learning was - "Do I have to?"   Or, "Can't I put this of till another day?"

One need only to connsult with John Jacson to verity that second question.

James Hamilton, M. D.

Fads of the 50's and 60's

We all spent the majority of those two decades in elementary and high school. I think most of us have at least some fond, as well as some not-so-fond, memories of those days. The recent loss of one of our coach/teachers seems to have sparked a few of those thoughts. At our age memories become more important each day. And, as I have previously mentioned on this Forum, long term memory is frequently clearer than the short term.

Sometimes my mind will be triggered by a song, a sight or even a word that transports me back to those two decades. So, let's have some fun on the Forum and look back at fads through which we have lived that later we either loved or hated. These could be styles, trends, "technology", terminology or anything else of which you can remember. As you think of them, would you like to see any of them return?

I'll start out with a few to "prime the pump":

Nehru jackets

Boatneck shirts

Beachcomber pants

Saddle shoes

Very wide neckties

Fountain pens

Peacock blue ink

Poodle skirts

Bobby socks

Transistor radios

Streamers on bicycle handles

Hulu hoops

​​​​​​Pocket protectors

Dial phones

Well, you get the idea. Any chance of these "retro" things making a return?

Just thinkin'

Jim

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Michael Boulware

Donna Kelley (Velazquez)

Ok, Jim I´ll jump in too.  I have fond memories of September trips to downtown Lazarus to buy "back-to-school" saddle shoes and later penny loafers.  Beachcomber pants were later called capri pants if I remember correctly. One of the few things on the list that I see still being used by children is the Hula Hoop .

Here are the first paragraphs from an article I have just read in the Washington Post. I think we can all identify with some of the sentiments expressed.

The Washington Post   By Mary Duenwald,  Deputy opinion editor

When he was a few years short of 30, Paul Simon imagined, naively, that age 70 would be “terribly strange.” Now that he’s 82, he might see it Anne Lamott’s way – as really “a young age for an older person to be.” On her 70th birthday last week, Anne published her seventh Post Opinions column on aging and also dropped in for a Washington Post Live conversation with Sally Quinn.

All while en route through America to introduce her twentieth book, “Somehow: Thoughts on Love.”

“One big juicy, messy, hard, joyful, quiet life,” is how Anne assesses her 70 years, adding that she never expected to live so long. Given all she’s learned along the way, however, she would not turn back the clock even a year. “We are all figuring it out as we go,” she points out. “Aging is grad school.”

I especially like the phrase, 70 is "a young age for an older person to be."  

Michael McLeod

I don't know, Donna. I was feeling pretty good about life until this morning. Then I read a story in the New York Times that told me that "the manosphere is toxic" these day and that millions of men in this country are feeling demoralized. 

Now I feel demoralized too. Who was that donkey that Christopher Robbins hung out with -- Eeyore. That's my new role model.

Sure I live in sunny florida and there's a big swimming pool and a beautiful row of purple and pink bouganvillia bushes just now coming back to life in my back yard and a fabulous woman - she's a grade school teacher so she knows how to handle a man at my level of maturity - and two wonderful children and various peppy grandchildren in my life.

But I'm gonna mope all day long because the New York Times tells me I should.

PS I want to keep you guys up to date on the alien invasion front.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7oD-qMS9rlk

James Hamilton, M. D.

Mike B.

I stopped wearing a flat top decades ago but for some reason the "white spot" in the middle of my scalp has returned and is enlarging. Go figure...

Jim

Donna Kelley (Velazquez)

What can I tell ya, Michael?!  You can lead a donkey to happiness but you can't make him.....   :-)

David Mitchell

Perry Como

Gary Moore

Ed Sullivan

Arthur Godfrey

I Love Lucy

and,,, What's My Line

Michael McLeod

I am cleaning out my shed today. Call me a tomb raider. I'm not comparing myself to Indiana Jones. I'm saying that for someone at my level of maturity and overall organizational capacity, going in there to do battle with my random accumultion of stuff stuff stuff -- I just found a light figure that was still in the box and has been sitting there for lord knows how long -- this represents a test of character and a dollop of self-loathing besides.  For example: Apparently, I have an edger. Very nice one. Black and Decker. I'm guessing I used once, maybe five, maybe ten years ago. Haven't used it since. Finding it was a total surprise. 

Lucky me I have a grownup girlfriend. I don't think I'll tell her about the Black and Decker. 

And as a journalist and public servant of sorts I feel obliged to say I'll bring up my absent-mindedness when I go in for a checkup. It's humbling but at our age we need to self-monitor both sides of the fence, physical and mental.

Michael McLeod

Dan Brown:

Yes congrats to oj. He's come full circle. 

Michael McLeod

Proud to be born Catholic at the moment:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NLxlqkqsUGg