1992 Petrean by Saint Peter's Prep

we'd like to begin with a prayer from our chaplain, fr. azzarto; each of us has special places we remember with great joy —§perhaps the house at the jersey shore, the sports cam p In the poconos, the prep gym, a year book office, caven point, bayonne park, a house a t spring lake, the hoboken shelter, the pool a t pershing field, the rural countryside of germany, the glenmary farm in kentucky, the living room, at sea bright — "spirit places'' which recall times of joy, of victory, of relationship, of beauty, of realiza tion Sr- places where we felt at home, accepted, free, more alive, it wasn't the place so much, but more the memory — the people, the special expe rience * the psalmist writes "how shall we sing the lord's song in a strange land?" (ps. 137.4) * lawrence durrell Writes: "the important determi-1 nant of any culture is, after all, the spirit of the place." ~#v a place: more than bricks and doors, lights and wires — the spirit of the place — prep more than schedules, tests, rooms, books, "tell me the land scape in which you live, and i will tell you who you are." Father, you continue to meet us in the everyday of our life, we thank You for surprising us with joy, friendship, with challenges and a feeling of belong ing here a t prep, we thank You for making real in our heart how to live for others, how to pass on to others the spirit of those .who have graduated for more than a hundred years. You have inspired us with wisdom — with determination, with apprecia tion of our family and our own goodness, continue to fire our hearts with the spirit of prep — the spirit of caring, of seeing how we are knee deep in the miracle of people, continue to open our eyes to your extraordinary presence in what seems so very ordinary, we ask this in the name of Jesus the Lord, amen

prep is not a place, it's so much more, it's morning coffee, it's afternoon jug. it's being alone to think, being together to share, it's learning how to learn and how to love; it's sharing these lessons with others, it's screaming your head off with your best friend at a game on one night, it's crying your head off the next night with that same guy, and all the while knowing that you're not alone either time.

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prep isn't about reading the box scores in the newspaper on monday morning, it's about being at the game so that you can feel the magic firsthand. prep is a live show, a firstperson narrative, prep is about living the moment, being in the middle of everything â&#x20AC;&#x201D; because it just wouldn't be prep if you weren't.

prep life doesn't occur in neat, planned sections, it is a series of seemingly unrelated moments; yet, this lack of order brings a unique sense of coherence to our days, prep is stream-of-consciousness living, shuffling from class to class, meeting to meeting, conversation to conversation, everything overlaps, everything is confused, everyone is confused ... but in the end it all works out.

prep isn't made up of rooms, it's made up of emotions, prep is joy, fear, contentment, sadness; it's anger, resentment, forgiveness, gratitude, friendship, prep doesn't shield us from such feelings; instead, it gives us people to share them with, prep is love, prep is youth, and, most of all, prep is laughter. prep, something to remember, something to think about, something to celebrate ...

ANNOUNCEMENTS - FALL 1991 - "A" DAY SOCCER:

PAC:

Please be especially prompt today! Vans will leave for Bayonne at 2:30 sharp for all Varsity and JV players.

All members please meet in Ms. Snyder's office at 2:45 for today's lock-opening session with the freshmen. Remember to brinq your lockers.

SR. RELIGION CLASSES:

All classes please report to the video room today for an encore showing of "Packy Rowe"

CROSS COUNTRY

Team members will have to run to Lincoln Park for practice today The soccer team stole all the vans!

FOOTBALL:

Reminder that Varsity and freshmen team members are to meet in the gym during lunch and after school to discuss the upcominq game. 3

INTRAMURALS:

Due to both the bad weather conditions and the football team's meeting in the gym, today's match between 4A and 4G will take place in the library.

FROSH HOMEROOMS:

Homeroom pictures will be retaken today. yearbook staff lost the film again.

LIBRARY CLUB: RPG, CHESS CLUB:

All meetings are canceled due to the rambunctious senior intramurals game.

MAINTENEANCE STAFF:

Please report to the library with all clean-up equipment ASAP!

CHRISTIAN SERVICE:

HAP tutorsâ&#x20AC;&#x201D; CONGRATULATIONS! You have done such a fine job with both summer and winter HAP that you are now required to teach for the newly established spring HAP! Don't forget to pick up your new time sheets from Mr. Becerra and MS. Miller.

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when i was a freshman, i really needed someone i could kind of look up to someone to be an example of a good prepster for me, since i never had one! I was sort of lost during my first year here, i was involved in a grand total of two activities (one of them was intramurals) and I had no social life, with that experience in mind, i Joined pac to help that one lost freshman, like myself, who needed a role model, but above everything else, i just wanted to be a true friend. _first, though, i needed to figure out how. a friend is the guy who'll give you a ride to the football game; he's the guy who'll spend his lunch period trying to teach you the first declension, he'll spend hours with you helping you solve girl problems, he s the guy who II be up front with you: he'll tell you if you need to join some activities or concentrate on your studies, he's the guy who'H let you cry if you want to cry; he'll make you laugh when he knows you need to be perked up. he's a guy who'll let you just be you. in our pac meetings, we had talked about being role models and friends to our little brothers, you know, it's one thing to throw these ideas around, it's another thing to act them out, could i be there for them when they needed me? could i be a good role model? would! 1 be a friend, or was this activity just a transcript builder? all these questions raced around in my head when i met my frosh homeroom for the first time, i was really nervous about my first day as a big brother and they were really charged about their first day in high school, but they possessed a certain simplicity; it wasn't hard to figure out that they were scared, no matter how hard they tried to hide it, they were worried about being in high school, i just hoped that they didn't realize that i was just as worried about being a big brother, as i started to get to know the freshmen, the ideas we had thrown around during our pac meetings held some real meaning for the first time, i saw that in some way, they needed me; they needed someone besides their mothers to tell them that they would adjust beautifully; they needed someone to guide them through those first few, iffy days when they didn't know what they should and shouldn't do. they needed that true friend, and i could be that person for them. i wasn't doing this for me, i was doing it for them, for once in my life, i wasn't selfish, and that made me feel good, whenever i was around them, they were more important than me. i cared about them, i wanted to be there to share some laughs; i wanted to be there when they felt like crying â&#x20AC;&#x201D; boys cry too; i wanted to be a guy they turned to when they needed advice or help; really, i wanted to be their friend, i can't explain why they meant so much to me except for the fact that i loved them, that's it, that's all the reason i would ever need for being their friend: i loved them.

the top 5 dumb questions most commonly asked during freshman orientation: 5, 4, 3. 2. 1.

hey, where do I get one of those nifty maroon t-shirts? who the heck is fr. lecalvez? why, what's so great about st. dom's? would you be so kind as to walk me to the bathroom? can we please see the pool now?

counterclockwise from top left; "all these question raced around my head when i met my frosh homeroom for the first time."; â&#x20AC;&#x153; a friend is the guy ... (who'll) make you laugh .. in our pa c meetings, we had talked about being ... friends to our little brothers."; â&#x20AC;&#x153; no matter how hard they tried to hide It, they were worried about being in high school."; i really needed ... someone to be an example of a good prepster for me." 13

i could feel the wind bite through my argyles. it was a chilly Saturday morning here in this urban wilderness (ok, it's just a park) as i stood watching the cross country meet, several prep runners had already finished the race, with captains Imani viney and will Christman placing high in the ranks, then another prep runner emerged from the woods, bearing on this shoulders the spirit of sport. tears of pain poured down his face as he plodded toward the finish line i could see in his eyes that he was hurting, that he had been hurting for more than a mile now. yet, he had made it this far. and i knew he would make it a little farther â&#x20AC;&#x201D; about fifty yards farther, then, feet from the finish line, he fell to the ground, clutching his stomach in utter pain, but he wasn't done, inch by inch, he crawled to the finish line, calling forth every remaining ounce of strength, in a final flurry, he stretched his arm, crossing the finish line with his finger. as i watched this, i saw him as the embodiment of sport, he didn't finish first, he didn't run a great race, but he finished, he didn't let fatigue or frustration beat him. he crawled across a field of broken glass, glass made of embarrassment, pain, and disappointment, and in finishing, he moved to a different plane, the plane of true sport, the plane of courage and

'and i knew he would make it innef strength in the face of fear, around me, some people made derogatory remarks, saying that he was just a big actor, maybe they were just blinded by jealousy or expectations, maybe i was blinded, blinded by my desire for sports to be more than physically winning a race, more than beating the other runners, maybe i'm fooling myself in seeing sports as a challenge to beat fear, to rise higher in your own eyes, not in someone else's. minutes later, after the track was cleared, it began to rain, maybe i wasn't the only one watching jerry go the distance, and maybe jerry wasn't alone in his victory.

clockwise from left: water, water ... give me water.; cross country coach - mike burgess; what do you mean another mile?; oh yeah! w e've got this one.

i walked into the library the other day; it was the first time that i had been there since sophomore year, (these science projects keep dragging me back there), in response to an early wave of book burglaries, the new librarian, ms. scanlan, had completely reorgan ized the prep book barn, utterly clueless,, j casually wandered through the library, hoping that no one would notice how lost i was. my frustration finally drove me to a chair near the back of the room,

"i walked into the library as memories of being a 3-year old lost in aisle 9 of pathmark came rushing back, hark! a glimpse of hope appeared, a light in the darkness, before me stood the end to my ignorance, embodied in, well, a five-foot-three senior, "hey vik, you're in the library club, right?'' | groped about in the jungle of words as i tried to find a not-so-embarrassing way to ask for help, "where the heck are those periodical guides? you know — the green ones." forth from my savior's mouth flowed this guidance: "oh, they're right up front, didn't you see them as you walked in?" ok, i felt, about 3'2". no big deal, anyway, it was great to know that there is a bunch of people who keep everything in its place and save the lost, too bad they care of just the library. j finally got settled, pen in hand and a column of books on the table before me. as is true with 99.9% of all humans, I didn't get annoyed by all of the background noises until i started to work, (the other .1% includes artists and teachers, who notice everything all the time), do they have to hang the pieces down on the table? and who are those guys yelling about elves and warlocks? then i realized that it was i who had a problem, i used to think that these library denizens were really immature to pursue activities that i felt had no applica ble value whatsoever, then i saw that i was the immature guy. i looked at the role playing games club members yelling at godfrey to roll the dice, and then i saw the guys in the chess club hunched over their pieces, in these two groups i notched something i hadn't seen on a regular basis anywhere else - smiles, these guys were happy; they might not have a team record or a publication to justify their efforts, but they have joy, which is so much greater, these two clubs assemble every day to do something they love doing, and they manage to peacefully coexist with the rest of the library — not applicable to life whatsoever.

below: ms. scanlan - librarian on the run; left: but why does shamburg get the gold all the time?

above left: now was eudaemonic a noun or an adjective; left: now i've got you mr. links.

it had been a long game, minutes seemed like hours as i pounded up and down the field, yet, after an eter nity of a game and an overtime, the score was still tied, it seemed so cold and heartless that a season's worth of work should come down to just a few shots. i sat on the sideline, watching and waiting, the team had been together for months now, ever since we first started cam p in august, everything seemed so different then, nobody re ally knew each other, and everyone was just trying to get on the team, now, we were so much closer, and our shared fate was on the line. we had come such a long way to make it to the county playoffs, all the conditioning, all the drills, and all the sacrifices led up to this one final mo ment, the shootout, george castillo and the other shooters lined up near the penalty box, waiting for their turns to push the prep team ahead, mike lapinski, the goalie who had been a solid force in the net for the whole year, stood a few yards away from the net, watching hoboken's goalie brace himself for the first shot. i felt so removed as i watched the shooters pace the line, from my place on the sideline, there was nothing more i could do for the team, nothing more i could contribute to this final effort, i watched, wishing that i could be on the line right now. yet, as the first prep player drove his foot through the ball, i was right in there with him. my fists clamped in ward as i braced my nerves for the impact, from my view on the side, i felt so close, so much a part of the action, no matter how far removed i might be, three months of hard work had made us all on,e, and team pride brought me anywhere on that field that i wanted to be. when the shootout was finished and the dust cleared, prep had won, ad vancing into the county playoffs, i rushed out onto the field to congratu la te th e team , w e ju m p e d and cheered and hugged, just as we had done when we heard we had made the team, but it meant so much more now. we had gone from being a part of the team to the team being a part of us. we walked off the field and piled into the van, as we had done so many times before.

"we had come such

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the top 5 things that the maintenance staff has to put up with every day: 5. whimpering students begging to get into the locker room after 4:00pm 4.

hot dogs in the recycling bins

3. having to erase mr. deangelo's blackboard without knowing what the heck those crazy maps mean 2.

somebody's tissue on the cafeteria table

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above; iro n t row: to r.j n. reyes, i. nazzario, m. magiione. dock row: r. butler, e. serrano. below; I. to r.: br. r. cilia, a. sawh, br. p. harrison, j. lamboy.

on my first day of freshmen orientation, i came to prep really early, huddling with my grammar school friends for a t least a semblance of secu足 rity. we got off the bus and walked in the general direction of the rest of the crowd, as i moved past the side of burke hall, the face of a gruff, muscular man popped out of the bushes and said, "hey, how do you boys expect to learn in these here clothes? what? no ties today?" what an accent, later that day i learned that this hulking gardener was a brother, ok. it seems that i spent the remainder of my freshmen year discovering the rest of the main足 tenance staff, i discovered mr. dandorph soon enough, of course, i had no idea that my jug buddy was also head of the maintenance de足 partment back then. as soon as i overcame my sense of insecurity in large groups, i met al, who was always at the gate to watch me search for my i.d. card, i remember sitting on the cold metal, just before kickoff, when i was startled by the blare of a lone bugle, i later found that i could go to this guy whenever i forgot my tie. every schoolboy should have a guardian angel. i met brother griffin pretty auickly, too. well, a t least i got to know his voice pretty soon, i wound up calling him about thirty times, hoping that i might finally get a snow day. no such luck, bummer. working on the yearbook has introduced me to the night staff, the nocturnal counterparts of the maintenance crew, this year, as i was sitting in the latin lab with the rest of the petrean staff, a tiny little boy walked in, bearing the cutest, most innocent smile, he tottered into the room and extended his hand to ms. baber for a shake, his big, bright eyes looked up at her, wondering if he'd ever be as old as her. in seconds, the boy's father walked into the room. "hi, richie," we said, greeting our favorite night custodian, richie's the man. he drops in to talk every so often, and he brings his little boy to help remind us that there is a life beyond these school walls for everyone involved, sometimes i forget that. 19

something out there that i could believe

i am ... looking deep inside me and wishing that there were really some thing out there that i could believe in, something real, something i could hug, something i could touch, some thing i could love, i've been looking for years, vacillating between complete faith and outright rejection, and each time that i rise to the surface for air, i find that i am more confused than before. i am ... searching deep in my heart for the answer to number 3 on this cruel and painful essay test i hate these things, "write everything you know about the kingdom of God." great, i don't know a thing, well, i don't really know anything for sure; i just memorized a lot of definition from that veritable storehouse of information, my textbook. i am ... amused, confused, and somewhat shocked that this teacher is discussing the bible in terms of phallic symbols and sexual guilt as well as the more traditional parables and mira cles. i am ecstatic that i can talk about that bastion of written sanctity on more than one level of truth, and, fortunately, the teacher picked my favorite level. i am ... wondering why i keep tak ing abuse from this deacon who thinks that he is a "tough guy", why he insists on spouting out these greek words that i can never spell, and why he believes hat there will ever be a day to beat up on little kids of any kind. i am .,. standing in a food pantry early on a Saturday morning, distribut ing food to peo ple whose smiles should have been wiped away years ago, i am there, giving food, returning whose smiles, and showing that some body really does care, i am finding that there is something out there for me to touch, to hold, to love, even if i haven't found God yet. i am ... learning that maybe i have.

prep bestseller how mr. donohue stole my mous足 tache by jorge becerra

from r. to I,; deacon john o'neill, mr. jorge becerra, mr. patrick donohue, mrs. patricia o'grady, rev. anthony "taz" azzarto, s.j., mr. links (stunt doubling for the rarely photographed and much elusive mr. sean boyan), and ms. julie miller, religion department

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the old field down at caven point had never been so alive, there was so much energy much life that morning, which was pretty strange considering the fact that there was hardly anyone in the stands, parents and relatives from both teams dotted the bleachers, but it wasn't close to what you might call a capacity crowd, even the sidelines seem ed sparser now, lacking the enormous bulk of the varsity team, yet, as the satisfac足 tion of success fell upon us, there was a fullness unmatched by any other team this year, and the only emptiness was the realization that this season would soon be over. paul que was tearing down the field once again, over the last few months, he had made his home in the end zone, scoring twenty-one touchdowns going into this game, in seconds, he had cov足 ered sixty-two yards, putting hoboken even further into the dirt, i looked towards the sidelines as paul rushed into the endzone. the team went crazy, run足 ning with a sense of accomplishment and team unity to congratulate the run足 ning back, i picked myself up off the ground and joined the others in the goalline celebration. i looked up into the stands as the people cheered for paul and the prep squad, my dad was smiling ear to ear, as if i had finally done something right, i went over to the water cooler, knowing that with this game, with this season, i had finally pleased my father, finally made him proud, my mom thinks that football is a boorish game that gives men something to talk about, something to share among their masculine ranks, she's half right. paul went on to score yet another touchdown that day, and quarterback jeff skinner snuck into the endzone, too, the defense did a great job, blanking the hoboken team for yet another shutout, a season's worth of work culminated in this county championship as the clock ticked down to zero, i rushed out onto the field with the rest of the team, jumping and screaming and wishing that this moment would last forever.

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i pulled my sneakers from my locker and made a mad dash across the street to the gym, the rest of my homeroom was alreaay there, throwing on t-shirts and reebok pumps, oh, the status symbols of the 90's. we had been psyched for this game for weeks, we finally got to play a real team; we finally got to show what this senior homeroom was made of. we hud足 dled up to put together some quick strategy, the whistle blew and we walked out onto the court, sizing up the other team's lineup, oh, jeez, o'neill was playing, bummer. crisalli threw the ball into the air, initiat足 ing the great struggle ahead, i ran up and down the court, sporting my argyles and converses, we won the tap and pushed up court. seconds later, i was standing at the top of the key, waiting as matt and the op足 position ran the fast break at me. my mouth dropped in awe as m att blew right by me and took it to the hole, i made a really good floor ornament, though. as the lunch period neared an end, it was fairly evident that we were not going to advance to the finals, the other team had walked all over us. we really showed them. we accepted our fate and decided to play our game, it wasn't pretty and it certainly wasn't any good, but we had a good time, and when it comes down to it, that was what we came here to do. the rest of the homeroom went nuts as i threw up a shot from the corner and missed the basket completely. crisalli blew the final whistle, and we headed for the stage, we threw our shirts and ties back on our sweaty bodies and congratulated each other on the fine performance, i slung my sneakers over my shoulder and moved on to my fifth period class, covered by the sweat and smell of sport. 23

first row (I. to r J d, bharucha, j. lisi, I marandola, j. moe; second row: e. nazarko, j. d. biythin, d. palomores, j, gonnelli, j redick; third row: fr, cregan, d. facciponti, t quachri, b. smith, I griffin, r, rucinski, a, gonzalez, s, pecoraro; fourth row: o, singleton, v, suthammdnont, j, sista, j, diaz, k. cdlabrese, j, rogan; missing: j, thorpe.

first row (I, to r); m. torres, a. muhammad, c, enrico, j. francesco, p, wisniewski; second row: I oramayo, k. amin, m.carvalho, j. plonski, n. chrisos, r. davis, j, flynn, h, gdndhi, m. choudry, j, veltri; third row: c, negron, a. padovono, r, reyes, j horsfield, a. ramd, j. pullaro, t. crew, p. doshi, b, rider, j. rutigliano, sr. frances marie,

prep bestseller a kindhearted spirit or the jedi mind trick? gn extensive study of fr. azzarto's charisma by the petrean staff

first row (left to right) a. seto, f, palladino, fr, o'donnell, second row: c, geraci, t, nash, b, bingham , a, hernandez, r, melchionne, a, vaidehuesa, j. episcopo, j galiastro, t, wells, m, balesterri, t. scerbo, third row: c. mockus, j. pawlowski, p, rakoski, jr., r. pazos. fourth row. m, klormgnn, j, dearmas, g. naviello, t. buck, s. robayo. first row (left to right) t. hart, k, milanian, a. luciano, e. nieves, o. sitva, m. petruska, r, mcgann, d, broderick, j. vicari, a. dilley. second row: mr. giiley, s.j., j. bayard, b. magarban, s farber, f. abduliah, m. lee, j. casazza, jr., d. bleach, d, d'amato, m. dad aia n, v. gomez, v. punsalan, p. mcguire, m. lezinski, p. oras, w. musto, p. daly, j. gutierrez.

soccer comp, bummer, the sun rises and i woke, with the first rays of light which shine through the window comes the painful thought of the week ahead, i dress quickly and join the others for the morning run, the cold air of the dawn bites at my exposed legs with each stride, i breathe through tightly closed lips, trying to keep my insides warm, we run. the group returns from the run. i shake off the sweat and sit down to ecrt. quickly i spoon the cold cereal before me, filling my empty stomach with the soggy flakes, around me, the rest of the squad also races against their milk, we finish, and we prepare for the morning session. i thrust my body into the cold morning once again, the team assembles for the long practice ahead, jack raslowsky has come from Cambridge to lead the drills himself, over and over i run through the drills, paying for mistakes with sprints, coach irvine smiles as i run; i give the coach a familiar groan of pain and thanks.

the cabin door looks ever more promising as i return for lunch, i grab a fork with my right hand and my courage with my left as i sit down to eat. after lunch, the team gets a deserved rest, i reach beneath my bed for my hidden stash of food, i find it behind my socks, i trade some of the potato chips and devil dogs, acquiring gum from captains healy or m ccabe or gaining favors from irvine, the tractable candy grinch. after a few minutes of bartering, i lie down on my bed for a short nap. i boldly take to the field once again, ready to repeat the morning practice session, the hot sun is out, and so are the gnats, the afternoon heat quickly saps my energy as i struggle to remain standing, i rest a t every chance i get, huddling in the shade of the taller kids. night falls upon us; the scrimmage begins, i throw every last ounce of strength into the game, hoping to assure a spot on the team, after the game, i stagger back to the cabin, some of the less weary players head to the coaches' cabin to watch a soccer video, but i seek only my bed. i wash up and lie down to rest, i say a quick prayer for protection from practical jokes, and i close my eyes, the morning will soon be upon me. and with each rising sun, opening day draws ever nearer.

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Saturday, oct. 26 ... 9:30 a.m. ... not a word needed to be said, every one in the cafeteria was thinking about the same thing, everyone understood, this wasn't just any game; this was homecoming, this was north bergen. even the families were sitting in the trenches with their boys, they weren't in the stands, cheering from a distance; they were cooking and serving breakfast, cleaning up after them, offering support with that simple look of pride and hope. 10:15 a.m. .., for the first time in my four years at prep, i read every word of the cochrane memorial display in the locker room, i never realized the steep tradition of the football team, i don't mean the tradi tion of winning, of scoring, i look back a t the old yearbooks, and the statistics mean nothing to me. today i learned more about the program than a hundred years of books and numbers have taught me. i saw the intensity, the spirit, as i watched them walk back and forth from the lockers to the bathroom, this was about school pride, about personal pride, i used to look a t the other countries and admire how they go to school on saturdays. here i found that we can learn more important lessons on Saturday morn ings. 10:45 a.m. ... they sat on the gym stage, fully uniformed, legs dangling, and they looked like sol diers. all a t once they were nervous boys, they were determined men. one by one they had come, each taking his place on the the stage beside his team mates. some sat silently meditating; others made small talk to take their minds off the upcoming battle, their heels kicked against that cool grey padding on the stage in unconscious nervousness, these were kids that i knew from school, but they were men i had never met.

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11:00 a.m. ... coach hansen stood before the team, his voice echoing through the otherwise empty gym. "i want to play for us . . . . today is your reward for everything you've done all year, you're going to remember this game for the rest of your life . . . . all i'm asking you to do is play your heart out for 40 m inutes today, it's not the big block, the big catch; it's the little things, this game depends on how much you want it." 11.45 a.m. ... the team huddled together in some cheap wooden stands on the field behind caven point, again they sat silently, here, in the old autumn morning on the deserted lot, it was not a physical world, so often, football is characterized by its physical contact, by the rough nature of the play, yet, here they sat in an abstract world, a land of devotion and inner strength, no, football is not about making huge blocks, not prep football, ifs about the hard work, dedication, and energy that go into every practice, which sooner or later results in some big block, but ifs not about the block, not a t all. 12:20p.m. ... captains mark decastro and mattfleming broke the locker room silence, with his head in his hands, fish shouted from his seat in the corner, "you guys better get fit up. even if you don't step in the field for a second, we shouldn't have to tell you. you should want to." next to him, fleming looked up and spoke, "we've got to work for 6-0. remember all of cam p and all the lifting, they didn't go through the hell that we went through, think of it as your last gam e as a prep marauder." one by one, each player in that crowded room added to the intensity, "they didn't work like we did ... they didn't go to cam p in 110 degree weather with the sun beating down on their helmets, remember the up-downs we did at 9 o'clock a t night, what were they doing? ... nobody thinks we can do this, only us here in this room, we've got to show them — all the lifting, all the agilities. 12 months, this is why you did it, boys, this is why you did it. for the next 2 % hours — where are we going to be two hours from now?" when this game of a lifetime had ended, it was the prep sideline that was cheering, they had won. they had won this battle; they had won it before it even started.

the date, September 28,10 o'clock on a Saturday morning, i was standing at mr. reiser's podium, talking about the beauty of the english language or some junk like that, i was supposed to be teaching english to a bunch of eighth grade boys, i had decided to do winter hap as my Christian service project, it was the best way i could think of to fulfil this require ment without wasting quality time. i was going about my task in a very "professional" manner, in other words, i didn't know what to do, so i decided to a ct like one of those teachers who really don't care about their students, it didn't work ... they saw right through my act, and so i started all over again. at eleven — after my first class was dismissed, i thought, why the heck are these people here? maybe the Saturday morning cartoons were canceled or something, maybe these kids were actu ally liked going to school. anyway, it was time to teach my sec ond class, boy, it's really hard to be original when you're teaching, so we didn't rediscover the theory of relativity in my second class, father browning rang his cow bell a t twelve, signaling the end of classes, it was playtime now, and i still didn't know why they were sacrificing their saturdays. i stopped by the gym later to play a little football with some thirteen-yearolds ... i know, it sounds like a blast, actually, i did have a good time, but the best thing was that the kids were having fun. there was one point in the gam e when someone had to sit out, so, of course, everyone volunteered the clumsy guy. i went over and talked to him, and he was kind of indifferent because this had happened to him so many times before, and then, he started to cry a little, he trusted me enough to cry in front of me, it was no use trying to be rational, so i just lent him my shoulder, and he felt a lot better after he stopped,

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in some trivial way, i had affected his life; just by being there for him, i had helped him, and though it doesn't sound like much — actually, it sounds like i'm going off on an ego trip — by sharing a few hours of my time, i had given a little of myself, that was really scary: i didn't want to admit it, but i realized the impor tance of csp, hap was important, too. their educa tion was not confined to the walls of mr. reiser's room, really, i don't think they learned too much in class ... most of their learning was about growing up, about wondering what their first date would be like, it was about learning how to throw a football, throwing something that looks like a wounded duck, and loving the throw you made just the same. for the next five weeks, i was a teacher ... not necessarily a good one, but i never stopped trying because now i had to give a little of myself, i couldn't let their six weeks in winter hap be a waste, they meant that much to me. i now had a sense of the bigger picture. i was no longer just a prep student; i was part of the larger community, really, csp helped me lose that tunnel vision many people have, it wasn't enough to donate some money to "save the african wildebeest." i had to do something a little more concrete for my community, i had to give quality time to the people around me ... and the beautiful thing is, hap let me do that.

ANNOUNCEMENTS —

WINTER 1990-1991 -

"Bu DAY

RUGBY:

All members interested in purchasing protective gear are hereby ousted from the team.

SKI CLUB:

Reminder that the $10,000 deposit for the lift ticket is due by 3 pm today.

SCIENCE DEPARTMENT:

Please meet in Mr. Merrick's classroom during 8th period to update those wonderful 20-questions projects that we all know and love.

FROSH & SOPHS:

The sophomores battle the freshmen today in the intramural basketweaving competition.

STAGE CREW:

All flats must be completed today. However, do not expect to be home much later than 1 am tomorrow morning.

FUND RAISERS:

All Olympic pledges and Mission Drive donations should be brought to the treasurer's office ASAP ...please!

SCIENCE CLUBS:

All who signed up for the white-water rafting trip must meet in Mr. Boyle's room at 2:45 for the final showing of "The Life Jacket: Man's True Best Friend."

ENGLISH DEPARTMENT:

Please meet on the English Building steps for a yearbook photo at recess today. Don't worry about the rain, you'll look fine.

my classmates became a fuzzy blur in the corner of my eye as i stepped up to meet the ball, despite the droning sound of the crowds to the left and right, i heard only the sound of my own breathing, the ball climbed slowly up its trajectory, giv ing me what seemed to be its apex, i folded my hands together, in prepara tion. suddenly the ball took a quick dive towards the ground, accelerating much more quickly than 9.8 m/s2, i clenched my fists and blinked. dumb, very dumb, of course, i had no way of knowing what to do, how to react, i had never played volleyball be fore. (where can i play volleyball in jersey city?) i came to have fun, and even this threat of public embarrassment was outweighed by so many other factors: a day with my classmates but without the class, a fundraiser that didn't leave me with leg cramps. i stepped back, attempting to com pensate for the perceived curve in the ball's route, my head dropped as the ball did, but somehow my eyes failed to guide the sphere to my hands. i rubbed my bruised chest, laughing to hide my thoughts of inadequacy, i rotat ed to the front line after a flurry of high fives and took up my new position, now gripping my stomach to mitigate the blissful pain of my own laughter. i asked players from both sides for the score, but nobody knew, and nobody cared, for once, numbers had been thankfully lost in the shuffle; the score, the amounts of the pledges, all had been temporarily forgotten, for now, we cele brate prep by reinforcing one of the greatest gifts that this school gives, we celebrated each other.

'a fundraiser that eSdrVf teavo i r e l o g c ra m s

"sorry, i don't have any money today." and i didn't, really, but i still had this weird and unwarranted sense of guilt as i watched him continue past me, down the aisle, yet, the guilt brought an ironic, satisfying happiness, for i found a world of consciousness inside even me. it seems like this whole school becomes obsessed with the mission drive, at first, t asked whether this school had anything better to do during these two months, later, i asked what we had been doing for the other ten. "bowlamania?" it sounded like some sick deviant of Saturday morning wres tling. i thought about my last experience at the bowling alley, when my girlfriend beat me by 32 pins, i cringed, of course, i let her win. (not.) i signed up, hoping to redeem myself, actually, i just wanted to wear the cool green, red, and white shoes again. so here i am, staring down the wooden lane, i keep pushing the return button, as if repetition were going to bring my pur ple brunswick back any faster, the shoes are too small, the food is soggy, and i have only knocked down 41 pins in nine frames, bummer, i kick the ball rack after looking around to make sure that z isn't looking, it has been a really long after noon. after twenty minutes of waiting, my team finally decides to get the manager, we walk to the desk with a determined quickness, trying to convince the owners that it isn't our fault, and it isn't, really, we bring the manager to our lane and give him our version of the problem. the manager emerges from behind the lanes, bearing a heavily scarred sphere that vaguely resembles my bowling bowl, it has been a really bad day. “ we'd like to thank you for coming down here today," z's voice echoes over an out-of-date speaker system, "the profits will be going to the jesuit missions who help the people in nigeria." mission fact: people in nigeria suffer ev ery day from poverty and malnutrition, malnutrition, ok. maybe my day wasn't that bad.

i stand on the brink of a new world .

i am ... donning my latex gloves to protect my hands from the formaldehyde and from whatever else is in that blue barrel, actually, the gloves are a tangible manifestation of my own fear and ignorance, but no one has to know that, i turn my head as i reach into the barrel of death, pulling out a wet and rather ugly fetal pig. my stomach turns, as memories of my bologna sandwich come racing back. i am ... trying desperately to copy every thing from the overhead before he moves to the next sheet, i look quickly to my left and right to decide whether i should draw the diagram of the cow and the sun. halfway through my artistic interpretation of bill, the happy herbivore, he takes off the transpar ency. bummer. i am ... dissecting the pig's heart, it looks an awful lot like mine, more than anything else, this similarity scares me. suddenly i feel so mortal, so unimportant, like the pig before me. i hope that someone will learn even more from me than i am learning from the pig. i am ... listening to yet another recycled joke, trying to determine if i should laugh, i laugh, i did bad on the last lab. i know he's going to make his way over to the skeleton, the poor skeleton has worn more accessories than a store mannequin over the last few months. i am ... jumping rope with the carefully removed intestine when the teacher leaves the room, in a flash, the bio lab is transformed into a fqr side cartoon as a new, twisted creativity emerges from us, the young scien tists. sick as it seems, the gam e brings a certain sense of hope, a refusal to succumb to the power of death, the odor of formaldehyde permeates the room, but it is not as overbear ing now. i have gotten used to it and have learned to work despite its constant presence. i am .., watching z's demonstration of the brass knee joint for the ten thousandth time, and it's only february. i am ... looking a t an amoeba under a microscope and finding out that there are other worlds right beneath my feet (and in my feet], for years, my eyes have only perceived the world on which i stand, yet, my past ignorance, has m ade discovery all the more exciting, armed with my notebook and my microscope, i stand on the brink of a new world, i jump over the edge, holding my micro scope by both the neck and the base, it's expensive, you know,

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prep bestseller recycling: an anthology of old jokes by mr. z.

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a prep cabaret (I. to r.): ms, a d e le lecaluez (alto), mr, donald e, merrick (baritone), ms. ailish mullen (mezzosoprano), mr. gregory b o y le (b a ss), rev. thomas v. o'connor s.j. (director), sr. frances m arie d u n c a n (so prano), mr. thom as kendall; missing mr. robert zawistowski.

1st row (I. to r.): j, robinson, r, gubitosi, c. ra'val, a. bayot, m. gavin, j. kunnumpurath, c. aguado, m. pikÂŠ; 2nd row: t. dorcy, a. dumouaL k. blue, j. woelpper, j. sy, n. patel, r. manibo; 3rd row: ms. baber, p, laracy, ra chanfrau, j. haslach, e, lara, j staunch, e. fonseca; 4th row: d. bailey, b, macdonald, k. kaczka, d. swanstrom, n. velastegui, j. russo, o. mansur, r, paz; missing: j. pompilio, p. roncagliolo

1st row (I. to r,): s, wood, a, elma, d. tobias, b. schmittler, g. defilippo; against wall: a. williams, s. ratana, m. cross, b. mulhern; 2nd row: ms. grabler, j. ronga, c, mcmahon, a. castelli, k. blood; 3rd row: d. walker, h. alonso, n, kramer, j, valenti; on stairs: p, guevara, d. figur, m. struk, j. jantas, j. pumarada, e. miller; missing: a. caraballo

first row (left to right): fr. hoag, s.j., n. tavares, m, yeager, v, andreula, j. anzivino, t. curtin, h. gold, m. noriega. second row: a. simon, jr., a, kang, j. souder, j, kolakowski, j, moreno, b. mcmullen, m. rodriguez. third row: a. yankowski, m. waleski, t. mosley, m. rivera, e. mcdonald, a hall r venner.

first row (left to right): m. messenger, t. degnan, h, carpenter, j, carlock, j. plaskon. second row: f. falcicchie, e. prime, j. ariz, i, coleman, r. perez, third row: f victorino, m, clancy, d. dipasquaie, o. palma, b, chez ong! fourth row: j, ferry, p. que, j gallo, k, tangwongchai, fifth row: s. d'alessio, w. ouckama, s. coulston, f. calabrese, r, catlaw, sixth row: a. thorning, d. obregon, j. skinner, I vega, d. morin.

"get bob benacchio out here right now," screamed the frantic director as opening night drew ever nearer, whoa, bob's dead. it was a few days before we opened, and there was so much to be done, the stairs had to be carpeted, the backdrop needed touch-up work, and we had to fix the column that almost crushed the pianist the day before. bob emerged from the wings and walked to the front of the stage, "why was that scene change so long?" sir asked, staring hard at the sophomore, bob's face bore that "it-wasn't-my-fault, hussey-probably-did-it" look, poor guy. as the ranks steadily dwindled, crack足 ing under the intensity, giblin continued to carry us through, he painted and nailed and did all the other little things that eventually finished production, the power tools hummed above the sounds of the play, which seemed so distant, so removed as i sat there painting. ray was sitting just behind the curtains, talking on the headset to gero, who was backstage wondering why he didn't even get included in the program, all of the actors and actresses were complain足 ing about how the sets were blocking the lanes behind the back curtain, great. it had been over twelve weeks since we started to design, build, and conquer. a few of us had spent the summer paint足 ing the backdrop, hoping to alleviate some of the burden, but in September, the real work began, and there was so much to be done, so much more than we expected, but somehow, despite accidents, vandals, and other trials we got through.

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i hate pulling all nighters. by the next morning, my coordination is always com pletely gone, and i can't even tie my shoes, sophomore fun night was no ex ception, mind you. by the time the sun came up, i was about as lost as any sober person could be. i stumbled over a pile of sleeping bodies, looking for something to drink (and wash away my morning breath). i ventured out of the library and into the cold morning, across the street, the odor of light and fluffy pancakes filled the cafeteria, where a herd of hungry sophomores were already seated, i rushed in from the cold and took a seat, w atching sr. frances cook the huge breakfast. to my consolation, coach hansen and mr. settembre looked just as exhausted as i was. i never expected to see the head coaches of the football and basketball teams wearily rubbing their eyes and leaning against the walls for sup port, of course, i didn't expect to meet a gourmet nun either, who would have guessed? i sat beside my best friends and scarfed down the pancakes, the excite ment of the sleep ahead wiped away the fatigue of the previous night as we worked our way to the bottom of our plates, i shook out my hand, hoping the pain in my jammed thumb would go away, midnight basketball had taken its toll on me, but that's what i get for trying to go up against gilley one-on-one. we finished breakfast and headed for home, a group of us stood on the corner of montgomery and warren, waiting for our bus. the number 80 seemed so invit ing as it came up the street that morning. i climbed aboard with my gear and started for home.

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first row (I to r ) s, lukac, d. wahl, m, mccabe, d. mota, r, appleaate m bracoo, a. pasco, second row: j. domiano, j. atienza, k. done, b. murphv . quail, p. Schumann, g, kmec, third row: mr, haveron, a, garcia a riaz' boru2h6 mensaah9y'

haddadin' d ' P Â°mPonio, a, verdi, missing: b

first row (I, to r) h armas, s, lisboa, d. habib, c, mcnerney, j, pedrera d bodoy, mrs, patricia o grady, second row: j. feuchack, g. d'addario m stack, m, gonzalez, f. gonzalez, d, disanzo, w, o'donell, m. villaruel r kost J. lynch, r. pizzuti, m, blanch, g, saylor. missing: c, heslin, I, paaeHo

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we interrupt this poge in order to commemorote the commendable vocalization of the pre-basketball game national anthem performed by everyone's favorite nun

sr. frances sings! th e d e b u t album fe a tu rin g her top-40 smash

"the star-spangled banner" "sister transforms mere songs into timeless classics as only she can," -fr. cregan, s.j. "truly a work to be treasured for generations." fr. raulli, s.j. "cool tape." -tom hussey also includes "welcome to the jungle", "head like a hole", and "mama said knock you out", (on sale now at the campus shop,)

firs t row (le ft to rig h t): a. valladares, j. figurski, g, religioso, m. yohannes, m. pereira, ms. mullen. second row: m, conroy, a. le, a, budnlk, a, bovasso, g, castiello, k nguyen. third row: s. o'malley, m, budny, j, floresca, c. renner, j, delgado. fourth row: b. k a c h e l, c. r o b e r ts o n , p. m e tzin g e r, d. sem ienick, r. kowalchik, fifth row: k. duncan, t, nadolski, p. o'connell, r. gleason, g, pera. missing: m. castillo, c. flores, k, korbelak, p. payumo. first row (left to right): b. molinaro, k. desai, i, tamayo, j. gazic. sec足 ond row: d. ragone, m. connolly, b. n a v a rro , c, m a g n o , mr. zawistowski. third row; r. mack, k. maddox, g. bergonio, j. song, m. lapinski, m. adams. fourth row: k, reid, m. bogdan, e. isada, e. shin, j becton, b. crowe, m, sugrue. missing: j. foley, I. kiczek, d. roche.

i looked out the window of the bus as it hurtled through the countryside, i focused my eyes directly to the side and watched everything race by in a blur, trees, poles, and fences blended into a wall of wood that flanked the bus. dizzy, i focused toward the front of the tourmobile and enjoyed the landscape once more, but where the heck was the snow? i had been on this bus for four hours already, but there wasn't a flake in sight, great. fortunately, i didn't have to go through the trouble of lugging my own skis up for the long trip to Vermont, unlike most of the 40man band, i traveled light, lack足 ing a personal set of poles and boots, besides, it was fun to rent, it's another opportunity to meet people, but i was going solely for the snow. sure. the bumps in the road seemed to increase with time as j leaned my weary head against the win足 dow. these cheap vermonters. fix the potholes, heh. further back in the bus, it sounded like hussey was g o in g to s ta rt singing showtunes. great, i turned up the volume on my walkman and tried to get some rest, i thought peo足 ple went to the woods to escape the bustle of the city, yet, here i was in my walden trying to drown myself in noise. i had never gone skiing in my life before, why was i here? i think i was just enticed by the idea of getting a natural tan in the win足 ter. besides, i needed some practice so that i could impress the dom's girls a t sugarbush.

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t got out of the shower and threw on the dirtiest, warmest pair of clothes that i could find, in minutes, i was down the stairs and in my car, driving to the old lot for practice, it was 8:30 on a Saturday morning in the middle of february, and it was cold. i got to the field and reluctantly left the warmth of my car. most of the team was already there, stretching and talking about the adventures of the previous evening, i sat on the cold earth and made an attem pt to stretch, soon, the rest of the team came and we were ready to start. the team set up the scrum, with the hookers kicking wildly at the ball in the middle of the circle, the ball ended up in the hands of chris deisler, the scrum half, who was calling plays to the rest of us. he threw to gero, the fly half, and we were off. we made our way downfield, only to lose the ball in a pile of bodies, the game continued like this, with each side trying to knock the ball and the wind out of the opponents, i wove my aching body through the shifting maze, chasing hard at duncan, who was sprinting away with the ball. a few friendly hours later, practice was over and we were all going to get some足 thing to fill our empty bodies, as custom足 ary, the man with the most cleat marks in his face had to buy. we went to a little deli and bought just about every can and bottle in the store, as we left, i explained once again to the cashier that we were the rugby team, no, it's not a football on my jacket. 45

first row (left to right); a. ornone, f, svoboda, b, mercier, second row: m. mahiya, e. bronnenkant, c. mcphee, m. iordanidis, b. burke, f, dooley. third row: s. carroll, n, seviila, ms. costanzo, b. van dyke, b. barry. fourth row: j. gapasin, m. slootsky, r. andraws, p. sluberski, s. hanley, b. seeley. fifth row: t, lawrence, t. burns, r, curry, s. dutkiewicz, m. vaccarino, c. marsella, m. harper (who should be ignored since he is not in this homeroom).

first row (left to right): w. tierney, d. vanterpool, j. mellody, j, gibbons, s. desai, mr. mcguinness. second row: r. paolino, g. lovelace, r. stella, t. mcgarvey, a. velez, I. o'brien. third row: c. petersen, c. konarski, r, lemonie, q. jacobs, m. sandomenico, n. wong, j. gil, m. cansino, s. morton, j. healy. missing: p, gutowski, g. kardell, m. kulvicki, m. vasallo.

we have usurped this space in order to determine just how closely you observe the world around you.

up close & personal who is the rightful owner of this fine body part? a) mr. gilley, s.j. b) mr. reiser, s.j. c) fr. denny, s.j. d) all of the above, s.j.

first row (left to right): mr. koszyk, d. fallon jr., v. cheng, n. khawaja. second row: I. s. mcmanus, r. camacho, s. szymczyc, t. linnus, d. lopes, third row: c, roesinger, y. jusma, d. trimarco, r. cuseglio. fourth row: h. khwaja, m. gigante, w. lau, I. cepeda. fifth row: d. prusko, a. gawronski, i. fraser, m. rodriguez.

first row (left to right): d. chiu, s. pinto, k bryant, e. mendoza. second row: m krywy, j. ken-kwofie, a. drummond, a monaco, p. narvaez, a rizzo. third row: t ja m is o n , j. g o ld in g , j. russell, j castanheira, c. vitale. fourth row: d tsang, n. warnock, w. halsey, a. nieves, r benacchio, s. carm ona. fifth row: j alicea, j. testa, j. conroy, g. rachinsky.

i race through the text looking for a line .

i am ... confused, "line 18, men. 'lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime/ notice the spon足 dees, sirs." great, what line was that again? i race through the text, looking for a line that begins with "ly" and hoping that the teacher will take a minute to come up for air. i don't think he has to, though, he's an anaerobe, he's got to be. i am ... racing against the sun as i try to finish this hamlet paper, i rummage through the piles of xeroxed papers looking for one last quote, i take one more swig of decaf to prevent me from falling asleep on a.c. brad ley. i am ... wondering if it's healthy that the character i resemble most is holden caulfield, a slightly insane teenager, i brush through salinger's prose and find myself sitting in church next to good old marsalla. i always wind up next to kids with gas. of course, it could be worse, i could be billy pilgrim sitting in the prisoner car of the war train. i am ... pondering whether queen mab could jump over a gerund, personally, i don't think she could, i flip through the rest of the play and then close the book, annoyed that all the best love poetry passages have ju lief s name in them, if i could only find a girl named juliet ... i am ... wondering how long cats is going to be on broadway. if the theater people don't start coming out with more new plays soon, doc is going to have seen them all, and then he'll explode, of course, then i might get an extension on the oedipus paper. i am ,.. proffering my profound and dis足 cerning criticisms, hoping that he might at least consider my point this time, the usual two seconds pass, and then i get brushed off by the ever familiar "thank you, sir." hey, i tried. i am ... stumbling through the verse, trying to match the footnotes and the phrases and wondering what it all means, frustrated, i forego the notes and read on. suddenly, by easing my mind and not trying so hard to understand, the text becom es so much clearer, i run through the words, excited not so much by the style or the word combinations but by the fa ct that i have experienced all of this before, the author speaks to my eased mind, celebrating our common thoughts and feelings, from one laid-back personage to another,

prep definition english paper syndrome (ing-glish paypurr sin-drohm) n. [fr. latin procrastinatus maixmus] 1. a common scholastic malfunc tion caused by leaving one's assignment for the last minute. 2, the sluggish feeling that results from staying awake until 4:00am to complete one's english homework. 3. a really stupid sickness for which there is no cure.

the members of the eng lish department and the caffelnated beverages that they crave (I. to e,): mr. waiter koszyk, dr. rlchard kennedy, rev. robert cregan, s.j„ ms. kathteen moore, rev. michael hoag.sj., mr. francis betkowskl, and mr. john campion, missing is mr. john irvine (he prefers evian over cafeinated beverages . . . see above, right)

ANNOUNCEMENTS — BOWLING:

WINTER 1991 - 1992 —

“C" DAY

Yesterday at Hudson Lanes, the Prep bowlers demolished Ferris' Varsity team with outstanding performances by Jim "The Fly" Hitchell, Chris "Flawless" Flores, Kevin "Horse" McAuliffe, and Sean "Commodore" Perry. The JV team also tore up the lanes thanks to Freshman rookie sensations Harold "Solid" Gold and Sam "The Man" Pecoraro.

WRESTLING:

Once again the prestigious "Wrestler of the Week" titles are awarded to Frank "Semi" Koszyk and Mike "Strawberry Shortcake" Zadroga.

VARSITY HOCKEY:

Congratulations to the icemen for yesterday's impressive performances spearheaded by Gabe "The Wild Animal" Scudese, Brian "The Near Maniac" McDermott, and Frank "The Complete Psycho" LoScrudato.

BAND/JAZZ ENSEMBLE:

Reminder that all musicians should meet briefly with Mr. Robert "The Nutty Conductor" Garcia sometime today.

OFFICES:

To all involved with the execution of internal and external affairs, congratulations just for being you. Among the many important behind-the-scenes contributors to Prep is Mrs. Rosemarie "The Great" Flood,

NHS:

Meeting for all members tomorrow at 2:45. This meeting is mandatory! If you are unable to attend, please see Ketan "The Harvard Man" Jh averi, John "Scholarathlete" Applegate, Andy "Hey, do you have your dues by any chance?" Bondarowicz, Dan "Cupcake" Palumbo or Mr. James "T. Kirk" DeAngelo.

DRAMATICS:

This year's spring production will be Shakespeare's Hamlet . Auditions for 20 male parts will be held in the cafeteria after school today. If interested, please see Mr. John "I scoff at decaf" Campion.

LANGUAGE DEPARTMENT:

All language teachers please meet for a convoluted yearbook picture at 2:30 in the office of Fr. Anthony "Hey, wanna hear a joke in Mandarin Chinese?" Aracich, S.J.

the stale odor of tobacco rose from the very alleys and attacked my senses as i walked into Columbia lanes, there was a constant thunder surrounding me, echoing off the naked walls, before me stood a large rectangular counter, somewhat of a shoe bar stocked with the finest of green, white, and red footwear, i looked about me, expecting to find a hall full of middle-aged men - the jackie gleason type with smoking jackets and we§» kept brunswicks in an array of colors, instead, i found z. he was sitting in one of the benches in front of the lanes, he had his arms folded about his chest, trying to look calm and unaffected, but under the com posed exterior was a nervous coach who knew that it was going to be close, prep had let a ten pin edge slip away during the course of this final game, z watched as the marist bowlers continued to eat away at the lead and bring the hciaa championship within their reach, everyone on the prep team was having an incred-i ible day at the lanes, in each of the first two games, every prep bowler had toppled well over 150 pins, yet even such an outing looked like it might not be enough against the strong marist team, mike "king j kong" budny tried to pick up some of the final game slack, registering a 219. but the victory was still not secure. twenty years of waiting for a prep county bowling championship fell upon the shoulders of "the fly," jim h itc h e li. he h a d b e e n th e anchorman all season, regularly appearing in the homeroom an nouncements, everyone was tense as jim approached the lane; every one except z. he seemed calmer now, displaying great confidence in this final bowler, with a fluid move and extension, hitcheli spanked a tenth frame strike and followed it with another on his extra-ball at tempt, securing the title, the fiveman team of steve, tom, chris, mike and jim congratulated each other on their championship, and z stood among the crowd, beaming with pride.

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from the very first day, i lived for the play, school began to seem like something that i had to do in order to go to rehearsal, i decided last year that i was going to do the show, and when September finally came, i decided that i was going to do it right, "the show" became this magic phrase that embodied much of my young existence — my life, my family, my goals. the last day of tryouts came, the male leads had already been cast; everything had been so simple, mike was unquestiorv ably the king, and james, joe, rob, and tim had won the other spots, on this day we had to cast three female leads, i sat in the music room with sir, ms. miller, and mr. garcia one by one, six actresses came in to fill the three spots, each one of them sang a duet with james, and every song sounded beautiful, i almost cried, i never knew that we had this much talent, any of the girls could have filled any of the parts, this was going to be some show, eleven weeks of rehearsal passed, after about six weeks, we were far behind sched ule, and it felt like the cast didn't even know ea ch other, then slowly and alm ost unnoticeably, things started to come to gether. i spent one late night with mike, jodi, and sir. we worked on one dance for the entire night, and we weren't leaving until we finished, i watched mike struggle with the steps and with himself as the hours passed ...

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opening night came, It felt so sudden, the final week of practice had been hellish, with every rehearsal lasting until about eleven o'clock, it was minutes be足 fore showtime, and the butterflies were rampant, with a bunch of final hugs and prayers, we went out. everything we had worked for came down to this one night. i w a tch e d from offstage, silently mouthing the familiar lines, there was so much energy on that stage, so much life, and , most importantly, so much love, i didn't cry; the tears would come later, at the last performance, for now, 1 smiled with pride, with thankfulness, the show was better than i thought it would be, and i smiled because it did and didn't matter that my best friends were out in that spotlight, the show was great, not because they were my friends but be足 cause they were incredible actors, but it made me that much prouder to see my best friends getting the applause, i watched mike and jodi nail the dance scene; i saw james and lani melt the audience's hearts; and i remembered all the laughter and all the tears that we shared during the rehearsals, as the cast came forward for the curtain calls, the audience cheered. yet, the real success of "the show" wasn't measured by the applause of the audience that night; it was measured by the love that we continued to share, the family spirit didn't end when the curtain fell, a few days after the show, i got a letter from mike: "and you were worried th a t we w e re n 't com ing together, maybe it wasn't obvious like last year, during the last week of rehearsals, every足 one fell in love, with the show, and, most importantly, with each other, it was reafcS

i came off the ice as the next line went on. gabe skated past the center line, joining fellow captain brian mcdermott in the rink, we were beating toms river east in one of our biggest games of the year. yet, frank loscrudato, the third of the team's cap足 tains, bore a certain look of tired frustration, through足 out this whole season,, he and the other seniors had to do so much, they weren't just players; they had to be coaches as well, pounding the fundamentals into the minds and bodies of the young team, the season was in no way a popular disappointment, for the prep squad did have a few big wins over the course of the winter, yet; looking beneath the pads and the sweat of the senior center as he sat on the bench, there was an undeniable disappointm ent in his heart, he wanted to do so much, he tried to do everything, but somehow it just wasn't enough to meet his own expectations and hopes. meanwhile, on the ice, the team was faring well, as gabe and brian controlled the puck and the boards, toms river east was quickly succumb足 ing to the prep attack, and it looked like prep would get to make another check in the win column, as i sat on the bench and watched the team play so well, probably better than they ever played, i wondered why we weren't higher in the division rankings, this team had a lot of talent and huge amounts of raw drive, but there was just too much that still needed to be done, i guess th a f s what it's all about: growing, learning lessons, and being glad that you got at least a chance, because some people don't even get that.

'big wins over the course of the winter ..

i blink hard as the autumn sun reflects off the polished brass and Into my eye, my gloved hands strug足 gle to assemble the clarinet, which had chilled during the van ride to the stadium, i remove the gloves; the touch of cold m etal races through my fingers while the wind continues to beat at my face, i shiver and try to hide behind the trombone players. the game begins, and with the charge of the light brigade comes a flourish of sound, i tighten my lips around the mouthpiece and press my fingers against the cold stops, | blow warm air through the horn, bringing it to life, all around me, people begin to stand and cheer, suddenly all else is forgotten, and all that remains are the shouts, the songs, the gam e .,. with each lull in the game comes a cheer; the team pushes on to the sound of the bass drum, the squad makes its w ay d o w nfield, sur足 rounded by walls of noise.

'all the energy is unfeashed in one burst of song

j n l the energy is unleashed in one burst of song

first row (le ft to right): d. m c d o n o u g h , m. o 'd o n n e ll, s trynosky, r. vargas, d. Stafford; se co n d row: a. c a ra b a llo , j soeh ng e n , j, ja m ila n o , c. c o n t l r. v a le n te , r. h o b b y , j aslanian; th ird row: j. kushnir, j. dye, m. ruggiero, r. smith, m fa v e tta , n. younger; fo u rth row: j. mulewski, g. navarro, d fo g a rty, j. hoetzl, j. cla n c y , s. cervantes.

mr. garcia waves his hands franti cally, trying to instill some sense of order into the excited chaos, from the back of the band, rob orders a #3. i flip m a d ly th ro u g h my songbook, wishing that i had taken the time to organize it. minutes later, prep scores on a short run across the middle, i race through the fight song and watch the cheerleaders kick along, all the energy — of the players, of the fans, of the musicians — all is unleashed in one burst of song, one blast of joy. halftime comes, and i rush for some hot chocolate to thaw my frozen face, i return to my seat and watch the people pass by. maybe no one really notices the music that surrounds them, but maybe it is just such an integral part of life, such a large facet of the collective uncon scious, that only its absence is no ticed,

the last meeting had ended in a shock, mr. donohue announced that he would be resigning as moderator to address I o th e r m ore im p o rta n t issues, mr. deangelo haa been chosen as the new leader for the second semester, as he called this first meeting of the new quar- I ter to order, the group quieted. ketan jhaveri, the president, the over足 seer, the man who asks for comics in antique bookstores, stood up. after applegate finished taking attendance, ketan ran through the agenda, in the attem pt to be more than a nominal organization, the group was divided into service committees, each of these com足 mittees was scheduled to give a report of their progress and their plans, i was crouched in the corner of the crow ded room, leaning against the door, with every footstep that passed through the hall outside, j prayed that the door wouldn't open, all around the room were the books and bags of some prep's finest, buried beneath all of this were the owners, the national honor so足 ciety,

" . . . sat there and listened to the ideas . . , "

counter-clockwise from above: "mike and joe ... intended to address code 44 and other topics . . "sometimes this meant tutoring students to improve." "simply sitting down and talking can make a big difference." "mr, deangelo had been chosen as the new leader

i sat there and listened to the ideas of a social awareness committee, which planned to sponsor debates about vari ous issues found a t prep and in the world beyond, mike and joe stood up and reported how they intended to address code 44 and other topics with the stu dents. as i listened, i found that contribut ing doesn't have to mean saving the world or searching for cures; simply sit ting down and talking can also make a difference. i found that the honor society wasn't concerned only with grades and resu mes. the group was focused on noticing problems and trying to deal with them, sometimes this meant tutoring students to improve; and other times it meant teaching adults to read, the society was striving to discuss ideas and solutions, whether this meant talking about racism or bashing the student council, and through basketball competitions and & video contest, the group was looking simply to spread some joy. 61

i am ... mindlessly declining "agricola" in unison with the sing-song chant of the rest of my class, as I finish, i slump back in my chair, waiting for the speech about the macron over the "a" in the ablative, great, i look about me, scanning the pictures of a world that no longer exists, to the right is a copy of the "pater noster," and to the left is a sign which reads, "monolingualism can be cured." sure, forget the one you know. i am ... floundering in my sophomoric insecurity as i wait for my turn to butcher this cruel and unusual language, i think i am supposed to give my name, but i haven't been quite sure of anything in this class, i wish this guy would speak some english. the teacher keeps pointing to objects in the room, rattling off a million strange phrases a minute, but i get lost in the jungle of words, everything sounds like someone's last name. i am ... trying desperately to memorize the first few lines of the gallic wars so that someday i, too, can feign at least a semblance of intelligence, as i strug足 gle through the. ablative absolutes, i find that this language is only useful for describing journeys and wars, fortunately, i really don't intend to have any major discussions in latin, so for now i am content. i am ... smiling in the joy of expectancy while i wait for the dancing lady of yet another spiegel video, the class cheers as she gracefully spins on her right foot, ushering in a well-deserved fifteen minutes of english, as the opening credits play, i look a t the remnants of herr deangelo's geography lesson, i am completely confused as i make a desperate effort to decipher his handwriting, in my notebook j copy yet another snoopy face that is supposed to be germany, and i prepare for the movie ahead. i am ... sitting dumbfounded, realizing that bush's new world order sounds a lot like vergil's fourth ecologue. of course, bush didn't quite capture the nuances of dactylic hexameter, as i flip through the photocopied pages of the poem, i am amazed and relieved that the latin passages are greatly outnum足 bered by the english footnotes, i breathe a sigh of relief and skip through the jumble, looking for italics. i am ... singing Christmas carols that i don't under足 stand for the last time in my prep career, the class sits in a circle, mutilating melodies that were once famil足 iar. yet, even in this cacophony, Christmas is here because we are all together, sharing a common joy despite our individual differences, this most basic unity, this basic attem pt to share our lives and our world with someone else, is why we are in a language class, i look a t the people around me and realize that we have shared something that we can't even begin to understand, this puzzling element is not the foreign language, difficult as it may be. it is the joy of common human experience, the sense of camaraderie, the attem pt to breakdown barriers, the knowledge that we don't traverse this earth alone.

the top 5 languages that fr. aracich cannot speak fluently: 5. aborigine indian 4, vampire 3.

klingon

slang

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language department: mr. francis betkowski, mr. james d e a n g e lo , m r. la n c e silvestris; standing- senor fo r d e llo n e , rev. h a ro ld o p p id o , sj; rev. a n thony a ra c ic h , sj; rev. e dw ard dolan, sj; mrs. bernadette costanzo, ms. susan baber, ms. ana garcia. (in case you're wondering, they're getting ready to play footÂ ball . . . )

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"gutterballs there are some things that i never thought i could get myself psyched for. i never liked geometry, i never could de足 velop more than a mere tolerance for broccoli, and i never thought that the golden girls were ever really funny, and i never thought that competitive bowling could excite me (or anyone else for that matter), i went bowling a few times with my friends, but the only competition was about who could throw the most gutter balls, i didn't even know how to keep score. that's w hat surprised me the most when i went to watch a jv bowling match one afternoon, i drove down to hudson lanes, not really knowing what to expect, when i arrived, i found a handful of guys who got pretty excited about knocking over some slats of wood, in fact, they got pretty excited when they missed, too. both teams congratulated every bowler as he returned to his seat after the frame, gutter balls and strikes seemed to draw equal praise in this atmosphere of com足 petitive sport for enjoyment, of course, this is not to say that there was a lack of talent, the prep leaders, sean "the commodore" perry and sam "the m an" pecoraro, displayed great ability as they drove the team to victory, yet, this success seemed to be second足 ary. for once, cam araderie and pleasure seemed to be a t the center of this game of cheers and high-fives. bowling did bring excitement, not over points and awards, but over striving for improve足 ment and doing this among friends, not a bad deal.

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"the bruised bodies" a stream of hooded gray warm-ups came rushing out of the locker room and formed a circle around the edge of the ring, mario stood in the center of the circle, leading the team in exercise, there was an intense unity among the group as they proceeded through jump ing jacks and push-ups. this unity was at once intimidating and entrancing as i watched them rise and fall together. after warm-ups, the team fell into the center, lying in a circle with their feet outward, from a distance, they a p peared to be a giant gray starfish which grew in energy with each passing sec ond. they separated and moved to their seats on the side of the mat. there was an underlying hunger in each of them, burning in their eyes and in their thoughts, the matches began, with victories and losses falling on both sides, i saw some p re p wrestlers g e t pinned , and i watched one kearney wrestler limp off the mat in pain, what struck me was that there were no hard feelings afterward, despite the outcome, in this sport, where contact and physical conflict are the actual objectives, the participants shake hands after the match more genuinely than do the athletes of some non-conta ct sports, i watched from my seat high in the stands, each wrestler came forward in his turn, ready to fight, yet, bravery did not mean stepping into the ring, true courage meant staying there, unafraid of pain or embarrassment, as i looked on, i saw this courage in the wrestlers of both sides, the point tally became lost in the concentration and determination of in dividual wrestlers as they locked arms, i watched joe hoetzl scurry about the ring, fighting hard for the good of the team, for the glory of the sport, the match ended, and the bruised bodies shook hands, as they sat down, ail anger was forgotten, and all that remained were the lessons of the conflict and the memo ries of a few shining moments.

IS I shook hands ..

every detail has to be so perfect .

I am ... watching mrs. flood run madly through the cafeteria as she tries to arrange everything for the open house, grammar school boys, the fresh little prospects for the prep of the future, will soon be arriving, she arranges the brochures on the transportation table one last time and tells the tour guides exactly where to go. the poor woman, every detail has to be so perfect for public relations, I am .., looking for the athletic director to see what divisions my prospective colleges play in. i cross the gym floor and go up to coach hansen's office in the balcony above the court, i knock and get no answer, i decide to come back later, and i head back across the street through the locker room ramp, as i pass by the bathrooms, i hear noises emanat ing from the weight room, i peer in and see coach hansen all alone, lifting the equivalent of a yugo. this is probably a bad time to ask him. i'll see him later. i am ... staring blankly a t the machine before me as i attem pt one more time to access test drive, i know next to nothing about how this bundle of electronic joy operates; !■ just know how to play the games, fortunately, mr. held knows more than i do, as director of computer services and a teacher of the senior computer class, he and mr, kendall can help me to tap into this program, of course, it would be nice if i could remember my password. i am ... sitting in the prep library with a receiver temporarily plastered to my ear, my phone ear. i move on to the next name on my list and dial the number, wondering if it's only a coincidence that i keep getting busy sig nals. mr. mulligan paces about the library, keeping the whole fundraiser in order, he heads the offices of alumni and development, and works with ms. finholt, fr. hamill, and fr. dolan, trying to obtain contributions from cor porations and former prep men. my fingers brush over the push buttons once again, glad that my tuition is a bit more reasonable be cause of this. iam ... sulking in agony as fr. meany comes in with the latest figures for the yearbook budget, as i watch ms. baber's face turn pale with each successive word, i cringe, fr. meany, the school treasurer, keeps a knowing handle on ever dollar that passes (or doesn't pass) through this school, it's a nasty job, but some one has to do it ...

up close and personal who is the rightful owner of this body part? a) ms. curry b) ms. scanlan c) mr, horan d) both a and b e) definitely not a, could be c, b only on tuesday f) not enough information g) this is too stupid to even bother with

mrs. iona prilop, mrs. ka th e rin e ford, mrs. d ia n e riviera (treasurer's office), rev. Stephen j. m eany, s.j. (treasurer)

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mr. th o m a s m ulligan (d ire cto r), ms. a n n fin h o lt (asst, d ire cto r), ms. p a m e la b o y a n . . . d e v e lo p m e n t o fffic e

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i love wrestlers, they amuse me. they starve themselves for days, they run laps in ten layers of clothing, and they are the only team that practices to music, i guess that's what drew me to a match one Saturday afternoon. i found myself in the prep bleachers in the middle of January, the stands were dotted with parents from both teams, which were lined up on both sides of the huge maroon mat. i found an empty pocket in the bleachers and sat down, the matches had already begun, the clash proceeded by weight class, with the lightest wrestlers first, i saw tj standing on a side m at with intensity plastered on his face; around him, the rest of the team shouted support and rubbed his tense shoulder muscles. in a blaze of raw energy, he ran forward to the center of the ring and shook hands with his opponent, a kearny boy clad in black, the referee signaled the start of the match, and the two circled each other, slowly, cautiously, they slapped at each other, staring straight into each other's eyes, soon they were locked in conflict, with the referee desperately trying to get into position. three rounds later, tj returned to the bench, winning by just a few points, zadroga wrestled soon after, coming forward in his maroon jumpsuit, his parents held his newborn sibling as they watched, the team captain circled the ring, his bright red hair bobbing about the dark mat. quick and strong, he took an early lead, while on the sideline coaches sal, gonzo, and keith shouted, â&#x20AC;&#x153;shoot! shoot!" mike maintained his lead, enduring the three rounds with his kearny opponent, the final buzzer rang, and the pair unÂ locked, battered and bleeding, and returned to their seats, mike wiped the blood from his nose and sat down to watch the remaining wrestlers.

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ANNOUNCEMENTS —

WINTER 1991 - 1992 —

“D u DAY

SECRETARIES:

Please meet outside in the parking lot at 2:30 sharp! Vans will not wait for you. Reminder that today's practice will focus on lay-ups. Please remember your sneakers.

JV HOCKEY:

All members please meet after school in Mr. Reidy's room for the final competition. This round is crucial! Please bring two sharp #2 pencils and scientific calculators if necessary.

VARSITY & JV BASKETBALL:

Reminder that the photocopy machine in the principal's office and in the faculty workshop are still not working. Therefore, all memos must be written by hand. Sorry, the coffee machine’ is broken too.

MATH DEPARTMENT:

Practice on the ice today at 6 PM. Please remember all necessary equipment (helmet, skates, pads, etc.). Failure to attend will result in a sentence of 8,000 laps; make every effort to attend.

SWIMMING:

Please have all semester averages to the Vice-Principal by next Monday. Don't forget the "statistical adjustment," ok?

MATH TEAM:

All members are expected to be at the pool in their bathing suits by 6 AM. Pracice will include the butterfly stroke, so please do stretches beforehand.

INDOOR TRACK:

Reminder that all speeches are due to Ms. Curry today. Also, congratulations to A1 Reyes who swept up every gosh darn trophy at Saturday's meet.

FORENSICS:

Be prepared to run stairs today.

DANCE COMMITTEE:

If there is any conflict with the exam schedule (i.e. if tests for two different courses are scheduled for the same day and time), hey, too bad!

ELECTIVES:

All involved please begin transforming the cafeteria into a funky dancefloor at 3 PM.

Period.

i've heard so much about how the prep family reaches out into the surrounding world, how it extends far beyond the school's very walls, once in a while, though, it is reassur足 ing to see this family right here, at the heart of it all, at prep. i walked into the gym, immediately confused by the signs plastered to every door, "good luck, jack gordon," read one sign, bearing the hackneyed printshop typeface, yes, this was homecoming, yet, there was so much more at stake than a win over emerson. tonight was a night for history, for achievement, for all those intangible things that we humans strive for. i fumbled through my pocket for my id card; al looked on, as he had done throughout my four years, i produced the blue rectangle and entered the barn. i sat in the stands, ever on the edge of my seat, the game was only minutes old, and already jack was on the verge of stepping into history, then, suddenly, colin stole the ball and threw it ahead to the wide-open captain, with no small slam, jack became prep's all-time leading scorer, as soon as he scored, sirens went off and the game was halted, the entire gym was on its feet for jack, who ducked through a flurry of teammates to his parents, there, amidst the distractions of cheers and camera flashes stood a happy boy, a prep man, with his parents and sister, the photo shoot could wait, would wait, there were more important things than a point total to celebrate. a t halftime, the teams headed for the lockers to rest and regroup, father joyce stepped onto the court, microphone in hand, and introduced the team of 1979, the last team to win a south hudson county championship, one by one, the suits emerged from the crowd and stepped forward, for just a moment, they were brought back in time, and i couldn't believe that they were once my age. in that same moment, i realized that i would someday be their age. emerson rallied back after the half, and sud足 denly the gap was erased, in the intensity of the struggle, colin was jabbed in the eye. as he fell to the floor in pain, i saw his mom grapple with her maternal fears from her seat in the bleach足 ers. she wanted to run to him, but she knew she couldn't, finally they brought him off the court, he motioned for her, and soon she was there, family - it was there to root him on, it was there to be with him at the hospital, it was there to fill the void and win the game.

"there was so much more at stake than winning m

i //alked up the four flights of stoirs in the english building one more time, fol足 lowing the parode of people who w@i速 forensics meet, i took a seat in the back corner of mr. donahue's classroom undernedth a picture of sigmund freud the room filled up q u i c k l y for the drama finals; the doors were shut, and the audi足 ence settled down, ecch of the contend足 ers wrote their number ond their piece in the bldckboord. they sdt down, ond the judges cdlled the first findlist to the front of the room. i sot thro ugh th e pieces, w hich spanned a variety of authors and styles, each piece offered a little splice of life, a tiny insight into the mind of both the author and the speaker, i sat there, watching and listening. the fourth contestant finished her piece and sat down, joe bay rose from his seat a t mr. donahue's desk and walked to the front of the room, i looked up a t the board to see his piece number, "god, a play." sounds interesting, like all the other contestants, he began with his head bowed down, then, suddenly, like no one had done before, he sprang forward, captivating the crowd from the start, he enacted a comedy about a troupe of frustrated greek playwrights and actors.

yet another burden for ms. curry's office." JI

this wasn't just a fine display of acting; it was a piece that made the audience think, made them laugh, i looked at the faces of the people around me, and i knew that i had come one step closer to understanding the purpose of art: it wasn't just to portray the performer's emotions, but it was also to evoke the emotions of the audience. after the finals were completed, the different teams gathered in the cafete足 ria for the results, i sat in the back, dis足 tancing myself from the prep squad that was positioned near the trophy table, (that was convenient.) as the winners were called to the front by category, each of the schools cheered for their finalists, when it was all over, though, it was the prep team that had garnered the most trophies, the most points, cap足 tains al reyes and dan boland accepted the team trophy, bearing yet another burden for ms. curry's office, al bore a certain smile, not so much of victory but of contentment as he looked back on the long hours of preparation for this meet, his face showed signs of heavy fatigue, tired from the midnight session he had put in the night before, he re足 joined his team as they mixed with the crowd and left the cafeteria.

i sat at the far end of the pool, beyond the diving tank, the leather of my shoes had turned black from the con s ta n t sp la sh in g a n d th e poolside puddles, overhead, the diffused light gave the hot room a dark glow, i strained my eyes to see the colors of the bathing suits of the swim mers at the other end. i was at once nauseous and excited by the combined smell of chlo rine and popcorn butter that filled the room, i moved closer to the pool as the first prep swimmer climbed atop the block, with a beep, a gun, and a splash, dave was in the water and halfway up the lane, it was a long race, really long, i watched each stroke as he fought through each of the twenty laps. beside me, dom was looking on. there he stood, a captain guiding his teammate, a swim mer cheering for his friend, the race finished, and dave came back to the prep bench, drip-

lhe touched the wall first

ping with chlorine, he was met by a few team members, who came forward to congratulate him, swimmers are funny like that: regardless of how they finish, they always come back disappointed, and the rest of the team always greets the teammate with smiles. the state sectionals continued through the qualifying heats, dozens of schools were there, lined up along the walls, most of the swimmers were in the adja cent gym, passing the time until their race, at the intervals they entered and left the pool, soon brian molinaro came through the locker room doors, he un dressed, mounted the block, and dove in, several minutes later, he was complet ing his final lap, he touched the wall first and emerged from the pool, he returned to the bench, victorious but disap pointed. coach bryant and the others congratulated him as he passed, he appeared annoyed at his performance, but deep down there was a smile inside, a t least, i think there was.

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night had fallen early upon us as we skated up and down the ice a t pershing field, my exposed cheeks could feel how cold the winter air really was, but under neath all the padding and sweat it was terribly hot, i hardly had any sleep the night before because i was doing an english paper, and now the hours of practice were killing me, the stick felt so heavy now, pulling my arms to the ice, i pushed on, trying to prove to my coach and to myself that i could do this, that even the toughest practice of the season couldn't defeat me, vinnie was in goal as we pushed the puck up the ice towards the net. it looked like we were going to have a great season, vinnie was really secure as goalie, and the team seemed pretty experienced for its youth, mccahill was dominating the ice, and it locked like he would be a real boost to the team if he didn't go up to varsity, already, things were going really well for us with a few early wins, but it seemed like everything was being focused towards the big seton hall gam e coming up. chris enriquo was solidifying the defense for us, and we had two solid offensive lines, there were even rumors that paul que would be joining us soon as a forw ard, ea ch day, our chances for making the playoffs looked better, the dreams of success kept me awake, kept me pushing.

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"we were on ... we walked into the big gym, immedi ately outnumbered and even intimi dated, the noise level was deafening, frightening, and in the vast hall, we felt so insubstantial, last year, as freshmen, we had played in basements and side wings while the jv and varsity played on the real courts, as i walked into the audito rium, i remembered playing in lincoln's "pit" last year, with the fans sitting in bleachers hanging over the court, i thought that was bad. but this year, we were on the real court, playing in front of real crowds, (actually, it was mostly var sity fans who got to the game early.) we carried the water bottles and the towels to the bench and went on the court for warm-ups. i hate away games, it always feels like everyone in the gym is watching every shot i take, we went through our standard warm-up drills and then spent a few minutes just shooting around, when the game clock ticked down to one minute, we headed for the bench, coach Burke pulled out his clip board and outlined the opening tap, jamal, dennis, rich, and some of the other varsity guys were playing with us today so that we could match up better with the other team, the clock ran down, and the referee blew the whistle to call the two teams onto the court, the five starters stepped out to the center of the floor for the jump ball, the referee threw the ball up into the air, and in a split second, all the practices, all the scrimmages, and all the hours of being run into the ground came rushing back for this one moment, this one chance when we would see just how good we were.

i am .,. wondering why branaenburg con certo #3 is on the freshman music tape, per sonally, | much preferred #2. i shut my walkman off and stuff it back into my bookbag as the bell rings, i settle into my seat ana take out my notebook, trying to come up with better acronyms than "all cows eat grass." i am ... running through the cafeteria as i borrow parts for my eclectic gym uniform, i got shorts from rob, a shirt from joe, ana sneakers from some junior i don't even know. | dash across the street and change clothes for the skills test, the once-a-year measurement of my physical fitness (or lack thereof), i sit in line as lanz takes attendance; the shirt is too tight, the shorts are too big, and the sneakers are ripped and torn, cool, i II do bad now so i can show improvement in case lanz gives another test next semester. i am ... trying to araw an artistic outline of my hand, it was so much easier in grammar school, when every handprint became a tur key. it could be worse, though, last week i had to draw a cow. i am ... sitting in foreign policy class as i learn that history is more than names and dates, the constant interplay of nations and ideas becomes almost tangible as i add questions like "how?" and "why?" to my former inquiries of "who?" and "when?" i am .., sitting in front of a computer, wondering why i can't access test drive any more, i turn to the screen to make an effort at completing my pascal homework, mr. held circles the lab, surprised and satisfied that i'm not playing games, of course, we have com puters last period tomorrow. i am ... doubling my dead language vo cabulary by taking greek. i practice writing the letters as father runs through the alpha declension, each word stirs memories of homer, and as my knowledge increases, i look forward to having more of a clue in english class

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a b o v e : mr. chris la nzalatto an d mr. a n th o n y crisalli phys. ed. instructors, mr. bisc h o ff assisting one o f prep's m any artists; mr. d a v id held c o m p u te r specialist.

first row (left to right): m. o'grady, d. leto, I. bonilla. second row: t. shah r. carrillo, a. beltran, d. shon. third row: g, josue, m, caberte, z, naveed, m. walsh, d, haro, n, mcleish. fourth row: e, hiott, d. jin, j chou, r. jackson s. moon, p, degeorge. missing; mr, massarelli.

first row (left to right): j. gutierrez, j, ferretti, j, guzman, a, christakos i salguero, m, zakhar, v, cammarota, t. myer, b. mannion. second row: r. finn, g, cnmmins, d, fogarty, m. cisiewicz, b. brack, r, nicola, c, renner, a. kloza, third row: mr. boyan, b. spadora, m. szalkiewicz, j. lemanowicz, p. lagman. missing: j. glazewski, k. mccahill, h kaspersetz.

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first row (I, to r.) m. de villava, a. lizares, ms. miller; second row; p. carrol, d, wong, p. norcia; third row: d. hannagan, b. hawkes, w, sharp; fourth row: r. ypelaar, t. magarban, a, agathos, j. portes, t, novello.

second round action, great, i walked into the room, ready to conauer armies with my graphite sword, i drop my gear at the threshold and continue forward, the blood in my veins quickens with each step as i cross the sea of colorea tiles, mr. reidy hands me an oblong test and the yellow answer sheet that will seal my fate, i quickly survey the field and choose my steed, a sturdy wooden beast with four strong legs, an unusual calm comes over me as i begin my quest. the january wind beats m adly against the window next to me, filling my body with cold and fear, i stretch my arms high above my head and continue the long journey, flanking my right side is the mighty vikash, who has relinauished his weapon and now sur足 veys his spoils with and uneasy hope足 fulness. i redouble my efforts, striking quickly and powerfully, he can't be done already. the winter sun has already begun its early descent as i drive my steed into one final thrust through the lines, i race aginst mr. reid/s voice, hoping to land one last blow, time expires and i dis足 mount. i return my papers and head for the door, that portal to the land of simple addition, i shake the mental strain from my body, watching it fly from my fingers, i return my wooden weapon to my bag and continue down the long hall, my mind is filled with yet unanswered questions and the dread of the inevitable third round.

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the doors open and i greet a score of young ladies as they enter the dance, i make change for the girl, who is standing opposite me in her printed skirt and a sweater, and they said that the play was the only activity with girls. my shift ends and i go up to the cafeteria, suddenly i feel completely helpless, i can't see a thing, i can't even hear my own thoughts, and i can't move more than a few feet, i hate the first dance of the year, all the freshmen show up. of course, that's exactly why i like the first dance of the year. i make my way to the opposite end of the cafeteria, always moving in the general direction of the hall lights, i finally find myself in the foyer, where i begin my desperate search for mr. dondero. i find him in the principal's office, where he is counting the money, i ask him about the next shift, hoping that i will have lighting instead of coat check, of course, that's un足 likely; what are the chances of sander giving up the lights to an under足 classmen? the final minutes of the dance come, and i find myself at the coat check, i can hear the sound of the nighfs only slow song echo through the hall as i curse this assignment, the doors a t the end of the corridor open, and a throng of people come rushing at me. i brace myself for the crowd, hoping to cover up my confusion with a smile, if anything goes terribly wrong, i can always blame it on hussey. i finally get to spend some quality time in the cafeteria, unfortunately, the dance is over, the lights are on, and i am setting up tables with a bunch of guys, i assemble the table with my usual flair and return the cafe to its normal appearance as a setting for a fine dining experience, i put on my jacket and throw myself into the first hours of the new Saturday, it's cold and ifs late, but at least the dance was better than hudson's.

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first row (left to right): ms. moore, j. paguiligan, j. skripak, r. zaszewski, m. lynch, r. nadler. second row: o. escobar, I, collar, r. faustino, s. parikh, p. giblin, d. suarez. third row: s. perry, m, faller, a. fischer, r. ryan, m. roake, j. mckeon, c. mcgreevy, r. go. fourth row: b. rieman, d. baker, c. aumack, d. boland, c. rigby. missing: r. martin, j. mcguire.

m. guia, g. shockiey, m. leber, b. o neill, j. bellia. second row: b. nery, e. carandan, d. miguel, j. jae, j. sung, c. stefanakis, b. kost, f. Singletary, c. andreadis. third row: v. silva, j. crocetta, d. paton, m. castillo, p. alvarez, m. jara, k. pidane, ]. meurer, r. viggiano, e. verano, k. lorfink, t. mccarthy, g. lynch, I. bastidas.

first row (left to right): j. andreula, r. avetria, d. ruchalski, j, pugh, j. mannion. second row: k, vida, r. luttich, r. mehta, a. petrillo, p. mccarthy, g. shah, b. dumaual, m. dawoud, mr. bischoff, d. sandomenico, r. jaworski, d, mauri, j, pierre. missing: t. gleason, j, roberts.

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they warmed up in the center of the track, stretching out on the qreen mat which had been laid down to protect the basketball court floors, the teams each huddled on a separate place on the floor, their uniforms combining in bursts of color - here red, there blue, everywhere a pack of painted jerseys, which joined together in a show of unity and strenath it was the county championship at manhattan college, where the butterflies were quick, the pace was fast, and the nerves were made of steel the first gun went off, and immediately the crowds gathered around the track, there were two huge bleachers, one at each end of the track just inside the oval, the bleachers faced the inside of the track, for they were designed to accom m odate basketball fans. I stood on the outside end of the track, near the finish line, i looked up at the massive construction opposite me. all along the top of the bleachers, runners from every school in hudson county stood, leaning on the protective railing, coaches parents, and other fans lined the sides of the track, encouraging and challenging the competitors who ran past. minutes turned to hours as the races continued into the evening for most of the night, the prep team ran steadily, without any great qlory but also without any shame, the clenching of teeth and fists showed their determnation and effort as i watched them dash by. within the oval, other prep runners stretched out and warmed up. the night was youna and there were still races to run and people to meet.

i sat along the right side of one of the bleachers people brushed past, trying to get to the finish line or to the soda machines, i watched the people go by. now, a t the height of the meet's intensity, competition broke down, the runners still raced hard, but they did so in friendship, i overheard Imani, the prep captain, as he walked by with a runner from lincoln, "it's not about group competition," Imani said, and he meant every word, it was exam week, and students from several schools sat together to study, i listened to them, everyone knew everyone else by first names, they just didn t come here to run a race, they came to talk, to share, they cam e to excel, not to win. but they did come to run a race. Imani lined up for the finals of the half mile, the gun went off, the runners flew, and in a minute or so, they raced toward the finish line, another runner was right a t Imani's heels as the race cam e to a close, in the end, Imani crossed the line first, the others followed soon after, they congratulated each other and walked off their fa足 tigue. they redressed and returned to the stands.

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to b b y os h e works his w a y th ro u g h th e v/eb o f fcco es to m r re id /s office. i a m . asking ms. d o o a n for y e t a n o tn e r c o p y o f my tra n s crip t as i a tte m p t to c o p e with th e u n w ie ld y b u rd e n o f c o lle g e a pplication s, she reaches into a file c a b in e t a n d picks o u t a m a n iia envelo p e , m y insides ju m p as i fin d th a t a t least som eone .has m y irfe org a n ize d . i am d ro p p in g o ff m y h o m e ro om a tte n d a n c e in th e little blu e b a ske t on mrs. d a n d o rp h 's desk, she says g o o d m orning a n d rem inds m e th a t i still h a v e n 't a u to g ra p h e d her little assignm ent pads, i prom ise to return d u rin g m y fre e as i rush o ff to th e fourth floor o f th e english b u ilding. i a m . . . ringing th e sw itc h b o a rd d o o rb e ll as i try to g e t b a c k into th e school, a series o f buzzers a d m its m e a n d i a m w e lc o m e d b y th e la d y b e h in d th e desk, her w a rm v o ice is a refreshing c o n tra s t to th e b itte r w inds outside, i say hello to th e p la stic p a ra ke e ts a n d h e a d th ro u g h th e door. i a m . . . w a n d e rin g in to th e clin ic, h o p in g th a t ms. la rra b e e will ta k e p ity on m e a n d a llo w m e to ta k e refuge in her sickbed, i e n te r th e c lin ic a n d th ro w m y tire d b o d y u p o n th e co t. ms. la rra b e e looks u p o n m y sle e p in g b o d y w ith sym p a th y a n d writes u p m y sick note, i love this p la c e . i a m . . . c a rryin g boxes o f le ft-o ve r o p e n house b u tto n s to o p i on tu e s d a y m orning, i w in d th ro u g h m ulry hall to th e o ffice a t th e e n d o f th e corridor, i kn o ck a n d enter, m e t b y ms. paw low ski, th e o p i secretary, she d ire cts m e to th e c o rn e r w h e re eve ryth in g is stacked, i d ro p m y boxes a n d e xit th e h u g e office. i a m . . . looking fo r fr. Joyce as i te a r m a d ly th ro u g h th e p re p hallways, i fin d m yself in his o ffice , ta lk in g to ms. fitzgibbons. she tells m e th a t h e is busy a t th e m o m e n t, i th a n k her a n d leave, w hile she returns to her typ in g , i love th e se p re p secretaries, th e y 're like moms. I a m . , . w ishing th a t i h a d a n o ld e r sister like ms. scanlan. as I w a it on line fo r th e p h o to c o p y in g m a c h in e , i n o tic e her b rig h t red shoes, cool, he r sincerity has m a d e th e lib ra ry a w a rm e r a n d m o re o rg a n iz e d p la c e , i fo cu s m y a tte n tio n b a c k to th e line a n d yell a t th e kid in fro n t to hurry up. i a m . . . scribbling a fe w sentences fra g m e n ts on a g re e n slip o f p a p e r, b e g g in g ms. g u a la rio to in c lu d e this o n e last p ie c e in th e a n n o uncem e n ts, she smiles a n d c o n ce d e s, ta k in g th e slip a n d p u ttin g it in th e p ile b e fo re her. b e sid e m e, ms. russell Is m a kin g p h o to c o p ie s fo r fr. d e n n y, rushing to c o m p le te th e w ork b e fo re th e school d a y begins, th e y say g o o d b y e as i le a ve a n d it feels ju st like hom e.

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role playing games club first row (left to right]: p. farm, g. kmec. second row: n. wong, r. go, d. disanzo, k. quail, r. gubilosi, c. rayal. th ird row; j. h itc h e ll, t. quachri, j. arganza, fourth row: b. bunny, d. trivedi, d. esposito, r. andrews, s. rider, d. wong, j. shamburg, a. thorning, j. miklush. missing: moderator, mr. Charles links.

chess club first row (left to right): r. mehta, s. rashid, r. abella, d. habib, f. victorino. second row: j. paguiligan, h. alonso, d. palomares, o. mansur, a, riaz, o. escobar. third row: t. nguyen, s. pecoraro, p. doshi, e. miller, m. vilas, mr links moderator

library club first row (left to right): d. hannagan, j. paguiligan, m. choudry, t. shah, o. escobar, r. mehta. second row: d. trivedi, e. shin, ms. scanlan, j. magovern, j. arganza, third row: n, tocci, g, carroll, p, fam, s, rashid, fourth row: n. wong, s, rider, r, andraws, d. wong, k, wilson,

eucharistic ministers first row (left to right): w. Christman, j. aslanian, h. figueras, m. paneggiante. second row: j. sander, m. cardino, h. hernandez, f. trombino. third row: d. guarino, r. flores, t. kelly j. applegate, fr, azzarto.

e m m a u s team first row (left to right): mr. deangelo, m. munoz, j. martin, k. cocca, a. iacocca, p. healy, d. weir, v. ciraco, f. loscrudato, c. bontiago. second row: o. degennaro, j. norrett, d. burgers, e. alfaro. third row: ms. baber, d. ruocco, n. szubiak, a. ragone, c. fitzpatrick, j. fesken, r. marino, k. mcauliffe, r. glasser, r. valente, d. esposito, j. coyle, g. carroll, j. magovern, j, titos, mr, kendall, d, crimaldi, and k. canessa.

spirit committee first row (left to right): j. mcguire, d. trivedi, m. rems, r. nicola. second row: j. alicea, j. martin, w zabotka d burgers, n. wong. third row: k. cocca, r. degennaro, p. mccarthy, s. hanley. fourth row: m. munoz, s. garauilo m. zadroga, f. koszyk, p. giblin, d. wall, a. mohammed, and r. go. moderators: mr. gilley, sj, mr. reiser, sj.

dance committee first row (left to right): s. rashid, c. nubia, d. Stafford, second row: I. ramos, h. kim, g. shah, a. sy, g. manlongat. third row: j, testa, b. nery, j, mercer, j. bloodgood, mr. j, dondero, d. habid, h. iqbal, m. kulvicki, a. mohammed, and m, faller.

cross country sitting (let to right): p. laracy, t. sullivan, t. stack, j. pumarada, r. acha, m. krywy. standing: coach m. burgess, m. page, a. drummond, a. nieves, j. healy, e. saam, w. Christman, I. viney, n. frager, r. mack, c. flores.

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intramurals left to right: m. manzo, j. pedersen, coach crisalli, m. b e n o i t , a n d a. mohammed.

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rugby first row (left to right): m. kim, c, deisler. second row: d. francis, b. wilton, j. soehngen, p. giblin, j. gibÂ bons.

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indoor track first row (le ft to right): m. page, coach burgess, second row: j. mcguire, v. punsalan, e. latimore, c. robertson, d. Stafford, coach carson. third row: c. renner, w . Christman, a. drummond, b. dumaual, f. Singletary, d. charowsky. fourth row: a. pasco, a. nieves, j. camacho, j, pierre, t viney, k. tangwongchai, c. nubia, j. ariz.

varsity soccer first row (left to right): d. james, j. costanzo, f. torrent, m. o'donnell, p. healey, and c. renner. second row: j. crocetta, b. barry, p. massache, j. ken-kwofie, s. chiaravalloti, e. finn, t. mccarthy, and a. iacocca. third row: coach fitzpatnck, j. mckeon, b. mccabe, m. lapinski, a. novello, a. bondarowicz, m. trojan, and coach irvine missing: g. vierheilig.

varsity football first row (left to right): m. leber, b. brack, c, stefanakis, p. sluberski, anthony, b. mannion, b. hawkes, j. murillo, and i. fraser, second row: j. scher, j. clancy, m. gigante, g. rachinsky, j. conroy, w. watson, p. metzinger, s. hanley, j. sakowski, and w. tierney. third row: j, portes, r. traba, coach voorhees, coach nazimento, coach hansen, coach lanzalatto, coach ferrante, j, pedersen, v. ciraco, and m. benoit. fourth row: c. sampers, m. hanley, m. kirby, t. mchale, f. barletta, m. munoz, m. decastro, a. campisi, c. bontigao, and t. phillips. fifth row: t. lawrence, w. halsey, t. gleason, r. viggiano, s. hurd, j. antman, m. roake, t. stork, j. aslanian, and k. duncan. sixth row: m. mohlmann, j, collins, m. hanley, n. szubiak, m. fleming, j. wernock, s. clutterbuck, j. applegate, p. degeorge, and c. andreadis.

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Jv basketball sitting (left to right): j. russo, j. vera, b. crowe, b. scanlon, a. kloza. standing; d. paton, j. mensah, j. gazic, j. mercer, r. krol, p. degeorge, j. lemanowicz, m. adams, s. hurd, coach j. burke.

Jv hockey first row (left to right): j. russell, a. bovasso. second row: coach a. bo, m. chanfrau, d. ragone, e. mcdonald, k. calabrese. third row: c. peterson, m. manzo, b. schmittler, p. que, j. feuchack, k. milanian.

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stage crew s ittin g ( le ft t o rig h t): c . n u b ia , j. m o e , k. c h u a , j. p u g h , r, v a rg a s , t. hussey. firs t ro w : b. rid e r, d . m ig u e l,o . e s c o b a r, p . fig u e r a d o , m . struk, t. s h a h , s. d u tk ie w ic z , p . p o lic a r p io , j. p o m p ilio . s e c o n d ro w : r. lu ttic h , r. b e n a c c h io , s. o 'm a lle y , e . jim e n e z , p . fa m , j. te s ta , d . ts a n g , p . p a te l, t. g ib lin . m o d e r a to r - m r . d a n d o r p h 103

jv soccer first ro w ( le ft t o rig h t): b . a p p le g a t e , s. c a rro ll, k. snell, g . c a s tie llo , j. ja n ta s , a n d t. b u c k , s e c o n d ro w : b. m c m u lle n , g . d 'a d d a r io , d . s w a n s tro m , b. s e e le y , d . ro c h e , a . g a w ro n s k i, j. g ib b o n s , a n d s. m a rshall, th ird r o w c o a c h irvin e , m . la p in ski, k. re id , c . ko n a rs k i, m . b o g d a n , m . k la rm a n n , c o a c h fitz p a tric k , a n d c o a c h serra

freshman football first ro w ( le ft t o rig h t): m . d a d a ia n , j, h a s la c h , d . w a h l, f. g o n z a le z , j. lisi, j. v ic a ri, a n d t. d e g n a n . s e c o n d ro w : j. ro n g a , j. c a s a z z a , d . f a c c ip o n ti, w . m u s to , m . le e , g . d e filip p o , m . c la n c y , r. k o s t, t. w ells, a n d p . q u e . th ird ro w : r. v e n n e r, j. d ia z , k. b o o k e r , o . h a v e ro n , a . crisalli, w . w ilk e s , j. s o u d e r, t. c r e w , a n d p . g o n z a le z . fo u r th ro w : j. skinner, d . o b r e g o n , o . s in g le to n , d . b le a c h , f. p a lla d in o , j. russo, r. c ita re lla , m . lo c ric c h io , a n d a . v e rd i. fifth ro w : d . b a ile y , j, ro g a n , k. k a c z k a , d . n a g y , v. s u th a m m o n o n t, j. v a le n ti, v . g o m e z , a n d d . d a m a t o . 104

peer advisors and counselors firs t ro w (le ft t o rig h t): m r. b e c e r r a , t. s u lliv a n , ms. s n y d e r, k. p a g lio , m . ly n c h , j. c o y le , s. m c d o n a ld . s e c o n d ro w : s. g in ty , k. c a n e s s a , m . shin, s. p a rik h , b . n a d le r , a . b o n d a ro w ic z . th ird ro w : d . w e ir, n. to c c i, f. tr o m b in o , r. d e g e n n a r o , a . b e ld o w ic z , s. p e rry , fo u r th ro w : d . ry a n , d . e s p o s ito , a . ia c o c c a , a , m o h a m m e d , g . p e r a (w h o s h o u ld n 't b e h e re b e c a u s e h e is a s o p h o m o re ) , r. y p e la a r , p. g ib lin . fifth ro w : a . ra g o n e , d . p a to n , r. m a rtin , m . le b e r, d . m c d o n o u g h , a . p e trillo , g . v ie rh e ilig , b. kost, t. w e ie rm a n , j, lo m n ic k y . m o d e ra to rs : ms. s n y d e r, mr. b e c e r r a , m r. k e n d a ll

h.a.p. firs t ro w ( le ft t o rig h t): w . o u k a m a , m , v illa ru e l, j.p . d e lg a d o , d . b h a r u c h a , I. m a r a n d o la , e. m ille r, d . to b ia s . s e c o n d ro w : n. o rtiz , k, d o n e , g . d e filip p o , o. e s c o b a r , e. n ie v e s , j. re d ic k , j. m o r g a n , j. p e d e rs e n . th ird row : d. w a lk e r, n. k ra m e r, o. s in g e lto n , p . S c h u m a n n , j, ro b in s o n , a . m o h a m m e d . fo u r th ro w : j. c a m a c h o , a . p a te l, k. b lo o d , p . la r a c y , d . b a ile y , fifth ro w : m . p a g e , j. p ie rre , f. a b d u lla h , j. m e n s a h , r. s m ith , r. m e h ta , a n d j. b lo o d g o o d . m o d e r a to r : fr. b r o w n in g

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forensics firs t ro w (le ft to rig h t): s. iu k a c , s. try n o s k y , d . b o ia n d , a . re ye s, j. p a g u ilig a n . s e c o n d r o w m s c u rrv s D e c o r a r o

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math team firs t ro w (le ft t o rig h t): r. m e h ta , v. d h in d h w a l, p . p a te l, t. s h a h , r. g o , s. g h o s h . s e c o n d ro w : m r. re id y , a s h a h j. m o r g a n , j. b lo o d g o o d .

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petroc le ft t o rig h t: a . b o n d a ro w ic z , j. a p p le g a t e , d , p a lu m b o , m. ib ra h im , k. jh a v e ri, a n d g. m a d r id . m o d e r a t o r : m r. b o y a n , ms. m o o re .

paper and pen firs t ro w ( le ft t o rig h t): b. n a v a rro , j. th o r p e , d . h a ro , j, m c a u le y , j. s o n g , j. b a y , t, m y e r. s e c o n d ro w : fr. raulli, m . d e m a r ia , f. a le g r ia , e. shin, a n d s. g in ty .

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varsity basketball s ittin g ( le ft t o rig h t): e . fin n , p . re id , b. m e rc ie r, j. h e a ly , d . e g a n , a n d m . le e . s ta n d in g : c o a c h j. b u rk e , s. d re n n a n , c . rig b y , c . a d a m s , e . h io tt, j. g o rd o n , r. krol, t. w e ie rm a n , j. m e rc e r, j. p e d e rs o n , a n d c o a c h d s e tte m b re .

swimming first ro w ( le ft t o rig h t): s. r a t a n a , j. p la s k e n , r. d a v is , a . d ille y , d . fig u r, d . d e p a s q u a le , a n d j. d e a rm a s . s e c o n d ro w : m . k e lly, d . hassell, c o a c h m . b r y a n t, b . m o lin a ro , g . c rim m in s , s. m c d o n a ld . th ird ro w : t. g le a s o n , g , ly n c h , d. w e ir, m . o 'g r a d y , o . d e g e n n a r o , g . le p is, m . s u g ru e , I. b a s tid a s , a n d a . fisch e r.

varsity bowling firs t ro w (le ft t o rig h t): s. c a p o z z o li, m . b u d n y , d . p o d o la k , c. flo re s. s e c o n d ro w : c o a c h z a w is to w s k i, s. p e rry , k. m c a u liffe , j. h itc h e ll, a n d t. m a g a r b a n .

varsity wrestling firs t ro w (le ft t o rig h t): t.j. s u lliv a n , j. p e tr e c c a , f. koszyk. s e c o n d ro w : s, to r to re llo , a . b a u tis ta , w . s h a rp , e. m a n lo n g a t, a . m o h a m m e d . th ir d ro w : c o a c h g r ie c o , m . z a d r o g a , m . b e n o it, c o a c h g o n z a le z , a . v e rd i, c o a c h ke lly, a n d c. ro m a n o .

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s ittin g (le ft to rig h t]: g . m a d r id , j, c o y le , r, d e g e n n a r o . s ta n d in g : h. c a r p e n t e r , a re y e s c m c n e r n v m h o n n n

nhs irst ro w ( le ft t o rig h t]: k. d u n n , p . h e a le y , d . p a lu m b o , h, fig u e ra s , m . p a n e g g ia n t e , s e c o n d ro w : m , shin, t. m c h a ie , d . ja c k m a n , j. c o y le , g . m a d r id . th ir d ro w : d . e s p o s ito , a . b o n d a r o w ic z , f. tr o m b in o , j. b a y , m . ib ra h im . o u rth ro w : n. to c c i, g . c a rr o ll, j. tito s , s, g in ty , e. a lfa r o , a . re ye s, k. jh a v e r i, a n d m . h o g a n . m o d e r a to r - m r d e a n g e lo 110

golf firs t ro w (le ft t o rig h t): d . e g a n , m . a d a m s , t. w e ie rm a n , a n d m . le e

varsity baseball fir s t ro w ( le f t to rig h t): s. c lu tte r b u c k , j. c la n c y , b . m e rc ie r, m . ja r a . s e c o n d row : d. p o d o la k , k. m c a u lif f e , a n d w . z a b o tk a . (r e tu rn in g p la y e rs )

varsity hockey first ro w ( le ft t o rig h t): c o a c h s u ch , f. lo s c r u d a to , g . s c u d e s e , a n d b. m c d e r m o tt. s e c o n d r o w m s lo o ts k v m s z d k ie w ic z . v. q u e , r. c u s e g lio , k. m c c a h ill. th ird ro w : j. g o n n e lli, m . m c c a b e . s. c o u ls to n , I. p a c ie llo , e . p rim e ! a n a c . ÂŠ n n co .

tennis first ro w ( le ft t o rig h t): j, c a s ia , a n d r. m a c k , s e c o n d ro w : c o a c h crisalli, r. k e a rn e y , a n d p . fig u e re d o . th ird ro w : b. m o lin a ro , a . ra z o n , a . lizares, a n d d . ja c k m a n .

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science clubs (or one of many) firs t ro w (le ft t o rig h t): r. g u b ito s i, n. p a te l, r. m a n ib o . s e c o n d ro w : d . b h a r u c h a , I. m a r a n d o la , p. d o s h i, p. S c h u m a n n , s. p e c o r a r o , m . b ilic s k a , m . c h a n fr a u . th ir d ro w : a . d u m a u a l, b. s m ith , j. m e n s a h , r. rucinski, d, ts a n g , a n d , g . c rim m in s . m o d e r a to r : m r. b o y le

petrean firs t ro w ( le ft t o rig h t): s, ra s h id , v. d h in d h w a l, s. s z y m c z y c k . s e c o n d ro w : m . ro d rig u e z , a , c h ris ta k o s , s, g h o s h , k. ta n g w o n g c h a i. th ir d ro w : d , b a rto s h e k , j. b e c to n , r. ja w o rs k i, a n d r. h o b b y , m o d e r a to r : ms. b a b e r

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ANNOUNCEMENTS — SPRING 1992 -

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OUTDOOR TRACK:

If it's real sunny and you're running for track, Does it feel weird when sweat starts to run down your back?

VARSITY & JV BASEBALL:

If you have enough courage to go steal a base, Don't worry about sliding, y o u ,11 brake with your face.

GOLF:

"If you crack the ball hard, yell 'Fore!' " he said, "Or your golf ball may fly straight through someone's head!"

PAPER & PEN:

If you're sitting at home alone in your den, Check the lit., tales and dragons in "Paper & Pen."

GUIDANCE:

If you're having a problem and can't stop your frowning, Just hang out with Rowan, Snyder, Raulli or Browning.

COLLEGE PLACEMENT:

Dondero and Balduf get you in - some tell — To places you thought you had no shot in hell.

TENNIS:

Just wind your arm back; position your racquet Keep your eye on the ball, bring your arm down, and smack it.

STUDENT COUNCIL:

"We really do stuff!" the councilman said, They laughed as he said this -- a kick in the head.

JUNIOR HOMEROOMS:

"If you please, one more photo," asked yearbooking men, "They last picture was great, but we lost it again."

HISTORY DEPARTMENT:

This group picture's cool, turn the page in a hurry, The teachers love volleyball except for Ms. Curry.

PETROC:

We plead the Fifth.

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petrean photo exposure; these shocking pictures clearly depict the abuse of the theoretical power adopted by student council members, led by their notorious tyrant, joe coyle. left an unwarranted attack on a hapless senior is spearheaded by coyle and gero madrid, who unwisely smiled at the cam era. moments later (right), he is brutally castigated by the wrathful usurper ..,

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i am , trying to catch my breath after yet another trek to the fourth floor of the englishi building, straining to lift the monstrous text from my bookbag, and staring in fear at the taco bell swealer, the quiz sweater again i missed the first few minutes of class, but i remain unscathed, shielded by my note from my kinder gentler t physics teacher kinder, gentler teachers tfHE member *hen ft:jchers thai d.dn \ oil'- on 'no homework, teachers that didn't require the dents to bring their textbooks to class i remem ber stumbling into my freshman history class lugging a book frjat fr bender had already memorized maybe the teachers weren t thai r*tuc h Kndfr but *1 1| „ * mu r 1 u intimidating to me, a liny, insecure freshman with a bookbag that i could live in.

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p e rtu rb s th e h is to ry t e a c h e r a tt e m p t in g t o c o r r e c t tr u e /fa ls e q u iz z e s a n d / o r tests. 2. a n in g e n io u s in v e n tio n o fte n s e rv in g a s th e d iffe r e n c e b e tw e e n p a s s in g a n d fa ilin g 3. a c o p o u t t h a t t h e h is to ry t e a c h e r u s u a lly m a rk s w ro n g anyw ay!

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— ■ we interrupt this weird gam e of volleyball (yes, volleyball - believe it or not} to bring you the members of the history d%5ariment .. . on ms. curry's teqm (left to right), mr, owen baveron (setter), mr. Charles gifley sj,(center),: ms. marie eUfiy (netman . , , uh .,. netperson). on mr. deiorenzo's te a m (kneeling): 1 rnr. James deqngeto (forward);

right): mr. james blschoff [center), mr Charles links (smiling netmah . . . oops, sorry ,

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ANNOUNCEMENTS -

SPRING 1992 -

"F" DAY

,,r tuCHARISTIC MINISTERS:

P1ease submit all "materials" to the switchboard or to the chaolain himself by this Saturday 7

COMMITTEE:

^ lease ensure that a11 "materials" are properly set up for today's rally.

PETREAN:

All yearbook slackers should get their "materials" together or this book will never see the light of day.

ISTRATION:

D o your best t0 see t0 n that no "materials" make their way into tonight's dance.

rtUPLt:

people who are too lazy to read this entire yearbook and who are interested in their own "materials," please consult the index at the end of the book.

SENIORS:

Best of luck in all of your future endeavors. We hope Prep has provided you with all the "materials" you'll need.

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R. A cha: Cross C o untry 2,4; Indoor Track 1, 2,3, 3; O u td o o r Track 1 ,2 ,3 ,4 ; Ski C lu b 1, 2, 4; C o m p u te r C lub 1, 2, 3, 4; Science Clubs 1; Chess C lu b 1, 2, 3, 4 president; Petroc 3, 4; Emmaus 3. "A c h a " F. A legria: Track & Field 1, 2; S cience Clubs 1, 2, 3; Italian C lu b 3, 4; Emmaus 3; P aper & Pen 4; Latin A m e ric a n Society 2, 3,4; A d A m orem 4; Ski C lu b 1,2; HAP Tutor 1; Honor Pin 1, 2. S. Bardzinski: Rock & Roll C lu b 1, 2, 3; S cience Clubs 1, 2, 3, "S teve"

E. Alfaro: P etrean 2, 3 Editor, 4 Editor-InC hief; Latin A m e rica n Society 3, 4 Presi d e n t; P aper & Pen 2, 3; Petroc 2, 3; NHS; Emmons Team; A rt C lu b 2, 3; G erm an C lu b 3, 4; Prom C o m m itte e 4; Big Brother 3; Track 1; Spirit A w a rd 3; Honor Pin 1, 2; ACL N a tio n a l Latin Exam 1 G old M e d a l 2 Silver M e d a l; ATG N ational G e rm a n Exam 3 Semi-Finalist. "P e p o " W. Bartels: R/C C a r C lu b 1; Emmaus 4; Rugby 3; G u ita r C lu b 2, 3; Rock & Roll C lu b 2,3; Italian C lu b 2 ,3 ,4 ; P h o to g ra p h y C lu b 4; Ecology C lu b 4; C o m p u te r C lu b 4 "Bill"

J. Aslanian: Football 2, 3, 4; Track & Field F. Barletta: Football 1 ,3 ,4 ; R ugby 4; C o m jH 2, 3 ,4 ; Band 1, 2 ,3 , 4; S cience Clubs 1; p u te r C lub 4; W eightlifting C lu b t 2, 3, 4; H arvard M o d e l C ongress 3, 4; NHS; G er Baseball 2; Ski C lu b 1; Honor Pin 1, 2. m a n E xchange 3; Eucharistic Minister; "B a rtle tta " Emmuas 3; D ram atics 2; Honor Pin 1, 2; Spirit A w a rd 3; N a tio n a l Latin Exam i l "B e e f'

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D, Bartoshek: Mission Drive C o m m it te e 4; P etrean 1, 2, 3, 4; Prom C o m m itte e 3; Slavic C lu b 4; Bicycle C lu b 1; D a n ce C o m m itte e 1, 2, 3, 4; G er m an C lub 3, 4; R/C C a r C lu b 1; Sci e n c e Clubs 1 ,2 ,3 ,4 ; C o m p u te r C lu b 1, 2, 3 officer, 4 officer; U ltim ate 4; Emmaus 4; Ecology C lu b 3, 4; Blood Drive 4; Future Physicians C lu b 3, 4. "B a rto " J. Bay: D ram a tics 2, 3, 4; Forensics 2, 3, 4; P aper & Pen 2, 3, 4; P etroc 2, 3, 4 c a rto o n e d ito r; NHS 4; S cie n ce T eam 3, 4; G e rm a n E x c h a n g e 3; H onor Pin 1, 2, 3; G e rm a n G o ld M e d a l 2, 3; ACL m e d a l 1 silver, 2 G old, 3 silver. "J o e b a y (J o b a )" A. Bautista: W restling | 2, 3, 4,

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JO H N G . ASLAN IAN IV

ALBERT N. BAUTISTA

P. Alegria: "It’s a dog-eat-dog world nut there, and f'm wearing Milkbone under wear.” - Norm Peterson E. Alfaro: “ You and me, know about the time, we know how things go, they come and go, they live and grow, they pass and go . . . - R.E.M. i Applegate: “ It's all done tongue-incheck. I don’t think too many people realize that. It’s not supposed to be taken seriously. It’s supposed to be ironic.” - James Douglas Morrison, The Doors

FRANK J. BARLETTA

ERNESTO D A V ID ALFARO B.

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W ILLIAM H. BARTELS

D. Bartoshek: "For th e p ro p e r g ra tu ity, it c a n b e a rra n g e d ." J. Aslanian: "It's a w o rld o f la u g h te r, a w o rld o f tears; it's a w o rld o f hope, a n d a w o rld o f fears." - S herm an & Sherm an S, Bardzinski: "A seem ingly endless tim e ." B. Bartels: "Those w h o know w h a t's b e st fo r us m ust rise a n d save us from ourselves." - Rush J. Bay: "W h a t d o you m e a n , yo u 've g o t a little jo b fo r m e?" - Hercules F. B arletta: "Th-Th-That's all folks!" - Porky Pig

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M ICH AEL BENOIT

D A V ID JOSEPH BLASUCCI

VINCENT M. B O N A C C O LT A

D. Blasucci: F ootball 1 ,2 ,3 ; W eightlift ing C lu b 1, 2, 3 ,4 ; P etroc 4; Emmaus 4; Honor Pin 2, V, B o n a cco lta : H ockey 1, 2; S cience C lubs 1, 2; Ski C lu b 2; Slavic C lu b 2; Italia n C lu b 2, 3; Emmaus 3; P hotog ra p h y C lu b 2, "V in m a n " A. Bondarow icz: S occe r 1, 2, 3, 4; Tennis 1, 2, 3, 4; P etro c 1 2 e d ito r-in ch ief, 3 e d ito r-in -ch ie f, 4 e d ito r-in chief; NHS 4 treasurer; Big Brother 3; P.A.C. 4; T.V. Studio 1, 2, 3; H onor Pin 1,2; ACL Latin Exam Silver M e d a l 1,2, 3. "The Jolly O n e " C. B ontigao: F ootball 2, 3, 4; Track 1 2, 3, 4; Emmaus Team; Big Brother 3; W e ig htlifting C lu b 1 ,2 ,3 ,4 ; V o lleyball C lu b 1, 2; H om eroom V ic e -p re s id e n t 1 "B ontl"

D. Burgers: Baseball 1, 2 ,3 ,4 ; Student C ouncil 3; Big Brother 3, Spirit C om m itte e 4, Irish C lu b 2, 3; Emmaus Team; H om eroom President 2; Man For O th e rs A w a r d 1; M a r a u d e r H e n ch m a n 4. "D u ck"

S. Boyle; Track 1 ,2 ,3 ,4 ; S cience C lubs 1, 2 ,3 ,4 ; P etroc 3 ,4 ; Irish C lu b 1, 2, 3, 4; Ita lia n C lu b 1,2; C o m p u te r C lu b 1, 2, 3 ,4 ; Emmaus 3. "The M a d Stork II" C. B racco: F ootball 1 Ski C lu b 1, 2 ,3 , 4; Ita lian C lu b 1 ,2 ,3 ,4 ; Prom C o m m it te e 4; Spirit C o m m itte e 1, 2, 3, 4.

K. Canessa: Basketball A nnouncer 2, 3, 4; H o c k e y A n n o u n c e r 2, 3, 4; E m m aus Team ; W in te r HAP 3, 4; P etroc Editorialist 3, 4; D a nce C om m itte e 2; Ita lia n C lu b 2 ,3 ,4 ; Irish C lub 2, 3, 4; French C lu b 3, 4; P.A.C. 4; Big Brother 3; P h o to g ra p h y C lu b 1, 4; Mission Drive C o m m itte e 3, 4; Prom C o m m itte e 3, 4; P aper & Pen 2; Ulti m a te 4; Spirit A w a rd 3. "The V oice of Prep"

A. C am pisi: F ootball 1, 3, 4; Italian C lu b 3, 4; W e ightliftin g C lu b 1, 3, 4; H om eroom P resident 2; Spirit C o m m itte e 4; H onor Pin 3, 4, "C a m p o "

M IC H A EL C A R D IN O

ANDREW S. B O N D A R O W IC Z

CHRISTIAN A . B O N TIG A O

SEAN PATRICK BOYLE

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Bfosucci Work h ard, ke e p your m o u th shut, a n d g o o d things will h a p p e n .” - Lou Hofe, N otre D am e V- B o n a cco lta : “ No Mas, Por Favor." - R oberto D uran

A. B ondarowiez: "G ive n a ch a n ce , y o u c o u ld c h a n g e th e w o rld ." JSLj Bonttgao: "D o itl Do 'it right! Do it rig h t now !"

A N TH O N Y C A R M E N C AM PISI

M. C ardino: Football 1, Ita lia n C lu b 3, 4; Eucharistic M inister 4; Emmaus 3; G olf 4; O p e n House 2, 3, 4. "M ic k e y th e Kid"

KEVIN A, CANESSA, JR.

K. Canessa: "C anessa, G e t O ut!" - Fr. C re g a n , S.J., '52 M. C a rd in o : " . . . N ever le t a n yo n e o u tsid e th e fa m ily know w h a t you a re th in kin g ." - V ito C o rle o n e

S. Boyle: “ Is a d re a m a lie if it d o n 't c o m e true, or is it som ething worse?" - Bruce Springsteen C. Bracco: "N o b o d y do e s it b e tte r." D. Burgers: "M a y b e w e'll le a ve c o m e springtim e; m e a n w h ile ha ve a n o th e r beer. W h a t will w e d o w ith o u t all these jerks anyw ay, besides all our friends a re here." - Don Henly

G. Carroll: Track 1,2; Petroc 2, 3 ,4 editor; Forensics 3,4; Mission Drive C o m m itte e 2, 3,4; Emmaus Team 4; Big Brother 3; P.A.C. 4; NHS 4; P h otograp h y C lu b 4; Honor Pin 1; Spirit A w a rd 3. "G e rry"

S. C hopek: Track 3; Library C lu b 1, 2, 3; Emmaus 3; Ecology C lu b 4; Spirit C o m m it te e 2, 3; Jazz Ensemble 2, 3; Rugby 3; C o m p u te r C lu b 4; S ta g e B and 2, 3. "C h e w b o k a "

J. Casia; Tennis 2, 3 ,4 ; O riental C lu b 1, 2, 3, 4; V olleyball C lub 1, 2, 3, 4; Future Physicians C lub 3; D a n ce C o m m itte e 2,3, 4; Track 1: Honor Pin 1, 2, 3; Emmaus 3.

W, C hristm an: Track 1, 2, 3, 4 c a p ta in ; Eucharlstic Minister 4; NHS 4; G erm an Exchange 3; Emmaus 3; U ltim ate 4; Honor Pin 1, 2, 3; C alculus G o d M e d a l 3; ACL Latin Exam Silver M e d a l 1, 2; N ational M e rit S c h o la r C o m m e n d e d S tu d e n t, "C h u c k "

D, Charowsky: Track 1, 2, 3, 4; Big Brother 3; U ltim ate 4; Ecology C lu b 4. “ Tall"

K. C hua: C o m p u te r C lu b 1, 2, 3; S cience C lubs 1, 2, 3; S tage C re w 2, 3, 4 p ro p m aster; M a th C lu b 4; T.V. Studio 1, 2, 3; Honor Pin 1, 2, 3. "C h u -C h u "

GERRARD G . CARROLL

T. Cierzo: Irish C lub 3, 4; Library C lub 2, 3, 4; Prom C o m m itte e 4. "Thor" V. C iraco: Football 1 , 2,3 ,4 ; W restling 1; R ugby 3, 4; W eightlifting C lu b 1, 2, 3, 4; Italian C lub 1, 2, 3, 4 officer; S cience C lu b 1,3,4; Spirit C o m m itte e 4; Emmaus Team 4; Italian NHS 4; C o m p u te r C lu b 1 ,2 4. "V " K. C o c c a : A rt C lu b 1; Irish C lu b 1 ,2 ,4 ; Spirit C o m m itte e 3, 4; H ockey 2, 3; M is s io n D riv e C o m m itte e 3, 4; Emmaus Team 4; H o nora b le M ention 1, 2; Emmaus 3. "C o k e " STEPHEN PATRICK C H O PEK

W ILLIAM CHRISTMAN

J. Coyle: S tu dent C ouncil 2, 3 e x e c u tive, 4 p resident; Mission Drive C o m m itte e 2 exe cu tive, 3, 4; M a th Team 2, 3, 4; S cience Team 3, 4; NHS 4; Em m aus Team 4; P.A.C. 4; S ta g e C re w 4; Big Brother 3; D a n ce C o m m itte e 2; A rt C lu b 1; Honor Pin 1, 2, 3; P etrean 2 JV sports e d ito r, 3 varsity sports e d ito r; 4 fe a tu re s e d ito r; ACL Latin Exam 1, 2 G o ld m e d a l; 3 Silver m e d a l; AATG G e rm a n A w a rd 3; Spirit A w a rd 2; O u tsta n d in g Freshman.

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G. C arroll: "There's never e n o u g h tim e to d o all th e nothing you w a n t." - B速 W aterson, C alvin & Hobbes J. Casia: "The m ore things ch a n g e , th e m ore th e y rem ain th e sam e." - A lphonse Karr D. Charowsky: "S om ew here som e足 one's p ra c tic in g a n d w h e n you m e e t in h e a d -to -h e a d c o m p e titio n , he'll b e a t you." - Unknown

DAVID J. CHAROWSKY

THO M AS A , CIERZO II

VITO N. C IR A C O

J. C onstantino: "In life, ifs ho w you p la y th e g a m e a n d w h e th e r you win o r lose." S. C hopek: "I m a y b e just, I m a y b e fair, b u t I'd g ive a n y th in g just to curl your hair." - A m b itio u s Lovers

J. Coyle: "Think fo r yourself, & feel th e w alls b e c o m e sand b e n e a th your fe e t." - Q ueensryche

T. Cierzo: "W o n 't s o m e b o d y sto p m e fro m th in kin g all th e tim e a b o u t ev足 e rything, so d e e p ly , so b leakly," - Morrissey V. C ira co : "M ens sana in c o rp o re sano." - Ju ve n a l1 K. C o c c a : "C o k e is it!" - C o c a -C o la

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D A V ID B, C R IM ALD I

DENNIS CRUZ

MEDHAT M. D AW O U D

D. C rim aldi: Italian C lu b 2,3; Emmaus Team 4; W inter HAP Tutor 4; P etroc 4; S tage C rew ; Honor Pin 1, 2. "C o w boy" D. Cruz: W restling 1; Track 1; D a n ce C o m m itte e 1 ,2 ,3 ,4 e xe cu tive ; O rie n ta l C lu b 1 ,2 ,3 ,4 ; V olle yb a ll C lu b 1, 2, 3 ,4 ; H onor Pin 1; Emmaus 3. "C ruz" M. D aw o ud: Track & Field 3,4; V olley b a ll 2, 3, 4; Future Physicians C lu b 3, 4; S cience C lubs 1 ,2 ,3 ,4 ; Big Brother 3; H o m e ro o m P resid e n t 1; D a n c e C o m m itte e 1, 3; Indo-Pak C lu b 3. "O h h h "

CHRISTIAN ALBERT DEISLER

M, D ecastro: Football 1, 2, 3, 4 c a p ta in ; W restling 1; Track 1, 2; O rie n ta l C lu b 1, 2, 3, 4; Ebony C lu b 1 ,2 , 3, 4; D a n ce C o m m itte e D J 1 ,2 ,3 ,4 ; Honor Pin 1, "Fish" O. d e G e n n a ro : S tudent C ouncil 1, 2, 3, 4 treasurer; Spirit C o m m itte e 3, 4 presid e n t; Swim m ing 2 ,3 ,4 c a p ta in ; Emmaus Team 4; Big Brother 3; P.A.C. 4; Italian Honor S ociety 4; Ita lia n C lub 1, 2, 3, 4; S cience C lu b 1, 2; C o llector's C lub 1; C o m p u te r C lu b 3 ,4 ; D a n ce C om m ittee 1 ,2 ,3 ; Ski C lu b 1,2; N a tio nal Latin Exam 3; Mission D rive C o m m itte e 2, 3, 4; H om eroom President 1; Prom C om m it te e 3; Honor Pin 2; Spirit A w a rd 3; O ut s ta n d in g Freshman. "R eno"

J. D egnan: S cience C lu b 2; Irish C lu b 2 ,3 ; H om ero om P resident 2; Emmaus 3; K a ra te C lu b 4; V olleyball 4. "The Snake" C. Deisler: Football 1; W restling 1, 2; T ra ck \, 3; R u g b y 3, 4 c a p ta in ; P etrean 3 ,4 ; P etroc 3 ,4 ; K a ra te C lu b 3. "D ic e "

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JOSEPH D EG NAN

D. G rim aldi: "I'd ra th e r d ie th a n w ith d ra w - if th e y 're g o n n a kill m e, th e y're g o n n a kill m e." -C la re n c e Thomas D. Cruz: ” W hen sorrows c o m e , th e c o m e n o t single spies, b u t in b a tta lio n s." - William S hakespeare M, D a w o u d ; "If you w o u ld b e a real seeker a fte ftttjfh , it is necessary th a t a t le a st o n ce In your life yo u d o u b t, a s fa r as possible, all things." - R ene D escartes

M. D ecastro: “ Life go e s fa st a n d if you d o n o t stop to lo o k a t it for a w hite you m ig h t miss I t " * Ferris Buelier O. d e G e n n a ro : “ Life is short. Play h a rd ." R eebok GURPAL S. D HALIW AL

V. D hindhw al: C o m p u te r C lu b 1, 2, 3, 4; Chess C lu b 1 ,2 ,3 ,4 ; Library C lu b 1 ,2 ,3 , 4; S tudent C ou ncil 2 ,3 ; P etro c 2 ,3 ,4 ; Big Brother 3; Indo-Pak C lu b 3 fo u n d e r; 4; G erm an C lu b 2, 3, 4; RPG 3, 4; P etrean | 3,4; M a th Team 1 ,2 ,3 ,4 ; S cience Team 3, 4; Emmaus 4; D ra m a tics 4; Honor Pin 1, 2 3; NJ S tate S cience D ay A w a rd ; JCSC P re side nt's M e d a l; R ensselear P olytechnic Institute M a th e m a tic s a n d Science M e d a l; Latin I G o ld M e d a l; Chem istry G o ld M e d a l; ACL Latin I & II G old M e d a l; English I Silver M e d a l; A lg e b ra I Silver M e d a l; B iology Silver M e d a l; G e o m etry Silver M e d a l; English II Silver M edal; A lg e b ra II/ Trigonom etry Silver M edal.

VIKASH D HIND HW AL

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M. D eM aria: C o m p u te r C lu b 1, 2, 3, 4; S cie n ce C lubs 1, 2 ,3 , 4; Ita lia n C lu b 1 2, 3, 4; A d A m o re m 4; Ski C lu b 2 ,3 ; P aper & Pen 3, 4; RPG 3; R ugby 4; Emmaus 3. G, D haliw al: Chess C lu b 1, 2, 3; C o m p u te r C lu b 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 P etrean 3; P etroc 4; D ra m a t ics 3; Big Brother 3, 4; Indo-Pak C lu b 3, 4 V.P.; W inter H.A.P. 3, 4; Intram urals 2, 3, 4; Library C lu b 1; Honor Pin 2. "G urps" S, D rennan: Basketball 1 ,2 ,3 ,4 ; G o lf 1,2,3, 4 c a p ta in ; S occer 1, 2; S cience Clubs 1, 2, 3, 4; Irish C lu b 2, 3 ,4 ; Emmaus 3; Honor Pin 1. "M e lo n "

J. D egnan: "Som etim es I even a m a ze myself." - Hans Solo C. Deisler: "T oday is tom orrow , you w o r ried a b o u t yesterday." M. D eM aria: "I'm n o t crazy, I just d o n 't g iv e a d a rn !" - D affy Duck G. D haliw ahl: "Yes, w e a re lovers o f th e be a u tifu l, b u t n o t undisciplined, intel lectuals, b u t n o t unm anly." - Thucydides V. D hindhw al: "H appiness is n o t in hav ing w h a t you w a n t b u t is w a n tin g w h a t yo u have."

S. D rennan: "G o o d things c o m e to those w h o w a it." - Heinz K etchup

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J. Driscoll: Football 1; Slavic C lu b 2, 3; French C lub 3; Chess Team 1; Mission Drive C o m m itte e 3,4; Emmaus 3; Volley足 ball C lu b 1, 2, 3; Honor Pin 1. "Drisc" P. D um aual: Track 1, 2, 3, 4; D a n ce C o m m itte e 3; Emmaus 3; Honor Pin 1, "D um i", no p h o to a v a ila b le K. Dunn: Track t , 2, 3; Tennis 4; D a n ce C o m m itte e 1 ,2 ,3 ,4 ; Irish C lu b 4; M o d e l足 ing C lub 4; NHS; Emmaus 3; Honor Pin 1, 2, 3. J. Enright; Swim m ing 1, 2, 3, 4 c a p ta in ; G olf 2; P h o to graphy C lu b 2, 4; Science C lubs 1; R ock & Roll C lu b 2, 3; Bicycle C lub 2. "Elvis"

C. Dyson: Football 1; Emmaus 4; French 4; C e rtific a te o f M erit - French 3. D. Esposito: RPG 1, 2, 3 vice -p re sid e n t, 4 v ic e -p re s id e n t; M a th T eam 2, 3, 4 Emmaus Team; P.A.C. 3,4; Italian C lu b 3, 4; Italian Honor Society; Honor Pin 1 ,2 3Italian G old M e d a l 1, 2; C alculus Silver M edal. P. Fam: Library C lu b 2, 3, 4 vice-presi足 d e n t; S cience Clubs 1, 4; Petroc 1, 4; S tage C re w 3 ,4 s ta g e m a n a g e r; P aper & Pen 3, 4; Emmaus 3; Honor Pin 1, 2; PSAT/NMSQT C o m m e n d e d S tudent 3. "Pyro Pete"

JAMES A. DRISCOLL

J. Fesken: S tage C re w 1, 2; Rock & Roll C lub 1 ,2 ,3 vice-p re sid e n t; G u ita r C lu b 1, 2, 3; Prom C o m m itte e 3; Emmaus Team; S tage Band 4; Spirit C o m m itte e 4; U ltim ate 4; HAP Tutor; Jazz Ensemble 4; P h o to g ra p h y C lu b 4; A rt C lu b 3, 4; T.V. S tudio 1. R. Figueras: W restling 1, 2; D a n c e C o m m itte e 1, 2, 3; Ebony C lu b 3, 4; M o d e lin g C lu b 4; O rie n ta l C lu b 1, 2, 3, 4 p resident; V o lleyball 1, 2, 3, 4. H. Figueras: Mission Drive C o m m itte e 2, 3, 4; O rie n ta l C lu b 1, 2; P etrean 2, 3 a ctivities e d ito r, 4 e d ito r-in -c h ie f Prom C o m m itte e 4; S ta g e C re w 1; Track 1; T.V. Studio 2, 3; C o m p u te r C lu b 2; NHS 4, E m m aus 3; S p irit A w a rd 3; Honor Pin 1 ,2 ,3 ; e u ch a ristic m inister 4; ACL Latin Exam I & II G o ld M e d a l, III Silver M e d a l; Spanish I & II G o ld M ^ d a l; English III Silver M ed a l; NMSQT C o m m e n d e d Student.

JEFFREY M IC H A EL ENRIGHT

D O M IN IC K ESPOSITO

C. Fitzpatrick: T.V. S tudio 1; Track 2; Emmaus Team; H onor Pin 1. "Fitz"

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D. Esposito: â&#x20AC;&#x153; You g o t to te st yourself e v e ry d a y . W hen you sto p te stin g yourself you g e t slow." -Billy th e Kid P. Fam: "These a re th e years th a t w e re fo u g h t h a rd a n d w on. They shall n o t b e fo rg o tte n years," -M id n ig h t Oil H. Figueras: "It takes years to find th e nerve, to b e a p a rt from w h a t you've d o n e , to fin d th e tru th inside yourself, a n d n o t d e p e n d on a n yone." -N e w O rd e r

J. Fesken: "If you w a n t a friend, fe e d a n y a n im a l." -Jane's A d d ic tio n

J. Enright: "O p e n u p th e w indow s a n d le t th e fresh a ir out," said th e television to th e shackled children, "this is th e w a y to salvation.' -John S. Hall

C. F itzp a trick:" . . . so I said g o o d -b y e to all m y friends a n d p a c k e d all m y ho p e s inside a m a tc h b o x 'ca u se I kn o w it's tim e to fly." -Led Z eppelin K. Dunn: "This is n o t th e e nd, it's just th e b e g in n in g ." C. Dyson: "I'll tell you a n yth in g , b u t ne ve r ask m e a b o u t m y business." -Francis Ford C o p p o lla

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MATTHEW A LA N FLEMING

R A M O N E V E C IN O FLORES

M ICH AEL J. FOLEY

M. Fleming: F ootball 1 ,2 ,3 ,4 c a p ta in ; Track 1, 3, 4 field; Ebony C lu b 1, 2, 3, 4 o fficer; R /C C a r C lu b 1; Emmaus 3; Flonor Pin 1. "Flem " R. Flores: Eucharistic Minister; O rie n ta l C lu b 1, 2, 3, 4; S cience C lubs 2, 3; Future Physicians C lu b 3; Big Brother 3; S tage C re w 2 ,3 ; Volleyball. C lu b 3; Emmaus 3; H onor Pin 1, 2. "M o n e r" M. Foley: H ockey 1 Emmaus 3; Irish C lu b 2, 3, 4; B aseball 1, 2, 3; Ecology C lu b 4; Library C lu b 1 2, 3; R ugby 4; C o m p u te r 4. "Big C h e e f' S. G argiulo: B aseball 1 2 ,3 , 4 ; H ockey 1; A rt C lu b 1 S cience Clubs 1,2, 3 ,4 ; Spirit C o m m itte e 4; Irish C lu b 1, 2, 3, 4; Mission Drive C o m m itte e 1, 2, 3, 4; French C lu b 3, 4; H onor Pin 1,

STEPHEN M , G A R G IU L O

J. Fong: Tennis 1, 2, 4; P etroc 2, 3, 4; O rie n ta l C lu b 1, 2, 3, 4; Emmaus 3; D a n ce C o m m itte e 1, 2, 3, 4; Spirit C o m m itte e 2, 3, 4; Forensics 3, 4; C o m p u te r C lu b 1,2, 3 ,4 ; RPG 1, 2, 3, 4; Chess C lu b 1, 2, 3, 4; French C lu b 3, 4; Ski C lu b 1, 2, 3, 4; P h o to g ra p h y C lu b 3, 4; S cience C lubs 1; W restling 2, 4; V o lle yb a ll C lu b 1 ,2 ,4 ; HAP Tutor 1, 4; R ugby 4; H onor Pin 1.

S, Ghosh: P etroc 1, 2; P etrean 4; Science I Team 3, 4; M a th Team 3, 4; S cience Clubs 1: 1, 2, 3, 4; C o m p u te r C lu b 1 2, 3, 4; Volley- I I b a ll C lu b 2, 3; Indo-Pak C lu b 3, 4 officer; | Honor Pin 1, 2, 3. "S ubby"

E. Giblin: S tage C re w 2, 3 c re w chief, 4 = p ro d u c tio n m a n a g e r; Irish C lu b 1, 2, 3, 4; C o m p u te r C lu b 1 ,2 ,3 ,4 ; V olleyball C lub 1;! Emmaus 4. "T eddy"

D. Francis; R ugby 3 ,4 c a p ta in ; Tennis 1; P h o to g ra p h y C lu b 2; Bicycle C lu b 2; Rock & Roll C lu b 2, 3, 4; Spirit C o m m itte e 4; S cience C lubs 2; Ulti足 m a te 4. "H e-M an, M aster o f th e Uni足 verse"

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S. Ginty: P aper & Pen 3 ,4 ; S cience Clubs 1, 2, 3; Ita lia n C lu b 3, 4; C o m p u te r C lu b 2, 3; P.A.C, 4; HAP Tutor 3; Em m aus 3; Ad A m o re m 4; Irish C lu b 4; NHS; Italian Honor S ociety 4; Honor Pin 1, 2.

ROBERT F, GLASSER

R. Glasser: Baseball 1 ,2 ,3 ,4 ; Ita lia n C lu b 2, 3, 4; V o lle yba ll C lu b 2, 3; Emmaus Team; Spirit C o m m itte e 4; P etrean 4; Honor Pin 1, 3. "P ooh-B ear"

D, Francis: "I'm just g ra b b in g fo r som ething to h old m e u p in a w o rld d isin te g ra tin g a ro u n d m e." -B reakdow n

M. Fleming: “ A le a d e r has b e e n d e scribed as so m e o n e w h o knows th e w ay, go es th e w ay, a n d shows th e w a y ."

S. G a rgiulo: "C o lle g e is g o in g to b e th e b e s t th re e w eeks o f m y life."

M. Foley: "If trees c o u ld scream , w o u ld w e b e so c a v a lie r in c u ttin g th e m d o w n ? M a y b e w e w o u ld , if th e y scre a m e d all th e tim e ." I -Jack H andy

S. Ghosh: "G o o d w ords a re w o rth m uch, a n d co st little." -G e o rg e H erbert

R. Glasser: "I'm n o t just g o o d , I'm g o lden ." -G o ld e n G raham s R. Flores: "Say it w ith flowers." -Fortune C ookie, Lynn's Korean Deli S. Fontas: "E m a n c ip a te yourself from m en ta l slavery. None b u t ourselves c a n free our m inds." R obert Nestor M arley

S. G inty: "D o n 't d re a m it, b e it." -Dr. Frank N, Furter

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n C. Glazewski: S cience Clubs 1, 2, 3; Italian C lu b 3; Slavic C lu b % 2, 3, 4; A rt C lub 1, 2, 3, 4; P h o to g ra p h y C lub 2; Wrestling 1, 3; Honor Pin 1. R. Gom ez: Football % 2, 3; Latin A m eri c a n Society 1, 2, 3, 4; W eightlifting C lub 1, 2, 3, 4; Ebony C lu b 2, 3; Emmaus 3. "B a m b a " J. G ordon: Basketball 1, 2, 3, 4 c a p ta in ; Irish C lub 1, 2, 3, 4; O u tsta n d in g Fresh m an. "The W easel" S. Hannon: W restling 1; Tennis 1, 2, 3, 4; Irish C lub 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 C o m p u te r C lu b 2; Big Brother 3; Bicycle C lu b 1, 2; Honor Pin 1. "P retty Boy"

D. Guarino: Hockey 1 ,2 ,3 ; Italian C lub 2, 3, 4; Slavic C lu b 2; Irish C lu b 2, 3; Prom C o m m itte e 4; Emmaus 3; Science Clubs 3, 4; Bicycle C lu b 3: C ollector's C lub 2,3; Eucharistic Minister. "Dr. G " H. Hernandez: Eucharistic Minister; Latin A m e ric a n Society ' 2, 3, 4; Emmaus 3; S cience Clubs 1, 2, 3; Rugby 4; Football 1; Bicycle C lu b 1, 2, 3; Prom C o m m itte e 4. "O n w e e " J. Hoetzl: Band 1,2, 3 ,4 ; S tage C re w 2 , 3 , 4 sound m a n a g e r; W restling 2, 3, 4; Prom C o m m itte e 4; R/C C a r C lu b 1; Jazz Ensem b le 4; O u tsta n d in g Freshman. "S lop" D. G reczylo: Football 1; K arate C lu b 2, 3; Honor Pin 2, 3. (no p h o to a v a ila b le ) CHESTER J. GLAZEWSKI

P, Healey: Irish C lu b 1, 2; S occer 1, 2, 3, 4 c a p ta in ; Basketball 1, 2; NHS; Big B rother 3; C ollector's C lu b 1, 2; G e r m a n C lu b 4; G e rm a n Exchange 3; Emmaus Team; Honor Pin 1, 2; All Latin I Exam Silver M edal. "P a t" M. Hanley: Football 1, 2, 3 ,4 c a p ta in ; Irish C lu b 1, 2; P etroc 3, 4; Emmaus Team; Ski C lu b 1,2; H om eroom Presi d e n t 1,2 vice-p re side n t; W e ightlifting C lub 1, 2, 3, 4. "M ike " M. H ogan: S tude nt C o u n cil 3; Junior Executive 4; Y e arb o o k 2, 3, 4 A rt Edi tor; P etroc 3, 4 colum nist; N.H.S.; Big Brother 3; D ram atics 3, 4; Set De signer 4; Mission Drive C o m m itte e 2; Forensics 4; Honor Pin 1, 2, 3; Spirit A w a rd 3.

D A V ID R, G U A R iN O

M ICH AEL N. HANLEY

JOSEPH JAMES HOETZL

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C. Glazewski: "Out here on the per足 imeter there ore no stars." -Jim Morrison R. Gomez: "You will suffer in this world. But take courage. For I have overcome if* -Jn 16:33 J. Gordon: "All around the mulberry bush the monkey chased the wea足 sel." -Nursery Rhymes

PATRICK BRYAN HEALEY

HENRY HERNANDEZ

D. Guarino: "My hair's getting messed up!!!" P. Healey: "Only in the dictionary does success come before work." -The Personal Memoirs Of One Patrick Healey M. Hogan: 1 used to be a white American, but I gave It up in the interest of humanity." -Keith Haring

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M ICH AEL C . HUHA

THO M AS HUSSEY

K. Jhaveri: Football 1, 2; Track 3, 4; Science Clubs 3, 4; Math Team 4; Petroc 4; NHS president; Mission Drive Committee 3, 4; Big Brother 3; Honor Pin 1,2,3; NMSQT Semifinalist; Latin 2 Silver Medal; AP History Silver Medal; Algebra li/Trigonometry Gold Medal; All Latin Exam I & II Silver Medal. E. Jiminez: Basketball 1, 2; Stage Crew 4; Science Clubs 2; Computer Club 2; Honor Pin 1, 2, 3. R. Kearney: Tennis 1, 2, 3, 4; Emmaus 4; Irish Club 3, 4; German Club 3, 4; Science Clubs 1, 2, 3, 4; Rugby 4. M. Kelly: Swimming 12, 3, 4 captain; Track 1; Tennis 1; Irish Club 1, 2, 3; Stage Crew 3; Spirit Committee 4; Emmaus 3; Honor Pin 1, 2, 3.

EDUARDO JIMINEZ KETAN P. JHAVERI

T. Kelly: Track 1,2,4; Basketball 1,2,4; Baseball 1, 2; Emmaus 3; Spirit Com mittee 4; Irish Club 2, 3,4; Eucharistic Minister; Mission Drive Committee 4; Honor Pin 1, 2. "T.K."

T. Hussey: Stage Crew 1,2,3 production manager, 4; Ski Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Ebony Club 3, 4; Future Physicians Club 3, 4; j Spirit Committee 3, 4; Dance Commit tee 1,2,3,4; German Club 3,4; Emmaus 3; Science Clubs 2, 3, 4; Irish Club 3, 4; Prom Committee 3; Oriental Club 3, 4; Indo-Pak Club 3, 4; German Exchange 3; Rugby 4; Ecology Club 2, 3; Track 2. "Hector"

G. Holinka: Petroc 3, 4; Irish Club 1,2; Italian Club 2; Computer Club 2; Sci ence Clubs 1, 2; Slavic Club 1, 2, 3; Paper & Pen 1, 2, 3; Mission Drive Committee 3.

M. Ibrahim: Stage Crew 2, 3, 4 lighting manager; Computer Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Math Team 1, 2, 3, 4; Science Club 2; NHS; Basketball 2 JV Manager; Future Physicians Club 3,4; Track 3,4; Petroc 1, 2 managing editor, 3 editor in chief, 4 editor in chief; Honor Pin 1, 2, 3, 4; National Latin Exam Summa Cum Laude 1. "Moe"

M. Huha: Science Clubs 1, 2, 3; Com puter Club 1,2; Emmaus 3; Ski Club 3, 4; Ecology Club 3; Mission Drive Com mittee 4; Collector's Club 1; Honor Pin 1. "Mike"

TH O M A S J. KELLY

M O H A M E D IBRAHIM

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D. Jackman: Basketball 1, 2; Petrean 2 JV sports editor, 3 copy editor, 4 copy editor; Prom Committee 3; Tennis 1, 2, 3, 4 captain; Student Council 1, 2, 3 executive board 4; Dramatics 4; Harvard Model Congress 4; Math Club 1, 2, 3, 4; NHS; Science Team 3, 4; HAP Tutor 3,4; Honor Pin 1, 2, 3; ACL National Latin Exam Summa Cum Laude 1, 2, 3; Gold Medals-lntro to Science, Algebra I World Civi足 lization, Latin I, English I, Biology, Geometry, English II, German I, U.S. History, Latin III, English III, German II, Religious Education 3; Silver Medal: Chemistry, Algebra II; Outstanding Freshman; Spirit Award 2; National Merit Semifinalist; YFU Exchange to Japan.

A. lacocco: Soccer M2 3, 4; Track 1 2 T. Hussey: Sorry about your mom blowEmmaus Team; PAC; NHS; Italian Honor ing up, Ricky." Society 4; Italian Club 1, 2, 3,4; Science -Better Off Dead Club 1,2; Spirit Committee 4; Petrean 2; Honor Pin 1,2. K. Jhaveri: "I would rather sit on the pumpkin and have it all to myself than be crowded on a velvet cushion." -Thoreau

M. Mabry: Dance Committee 1,2,3; Ebony Club 1, 2, 3, 4 vice president. "Mlkey" J. Lomnicky: Track 1; Dance Committee 2; Big Brother 3; P.A.C. 4; Photography Club 2, G. Madrid: Petroc 2, 3, 4 associate editor; 3,4; Italian Club 2; Ski Club 3,4; Rock & Roll NHS; Stage Crew 3, 4; Tennis 1, 2,3,4 co足 Club 2; Ecology Club 3; Bicycle Club 3; captain; Student Council 2, 3, 4 secretary; Emmaus 3; Ultimate 4; Homeroom Vice Honor Pin 1, 2. "Guru" President 3. "Jay" F. LoScrudato: Spirit Committee 4; Emmaus Team; Big Brother 3; Italian Honor Society 4; Italian Club 1,2,3,4; Dance Committee 1, 2, 3, 4; Home足 room President 2; Hockey 1, 2, 3, 4 captain; Modeling Club 4; Honor Pin 1, 2 .

L. Luna: Wrestling 2; Football 1; Ebony Club 1,2,3,4; Latin American Society 1, 2, 3, 4; Weightlifting Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Homeroom President 3; Homeroom Vice President 4; Dance Committee 1, 2, 3, 4; Oriental Club 1, 2, 3, 4. "2-Ounce" M. Kim: Track 1, 2; Rugby 3; Karate Club 2, 3. M. Kirby: Football 1, 2, 3, 4; Irish Club 2, 3,4; Italian Club 2, 3, 4; Emmaus 3. "Kirb"

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F. Koszyk: Wrestling 1, 2, 3,4 captain; Football 1, 2 manager; Weightlifting Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Slavic Club 2, 3, 4; German Club 2,3,4; Homeroom Vice President 3; Spirit Committee 4. "Semi" S. Langon: Stage Crew 3, 4; Rugby 4; Art Club 1; RPG 1, 2, 3; German Club 3, 4. G. Lepis: Swimming 2, 3, 4 captain; Track 1; Science Clubs 1, 2, 3, 4; Italian Club 1,2,3,4 officer; Modeling Club 4; Dance Committee 1, 2. "Jerry"

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J. Lomnicky: "I can do anything, I have no fears." -Blake Babies L.; Luna: "I was going to say some足 thing important, but I forgot it," M. Mabry: "Knowledge reigns su足 preme over nearly everyone," -KRS-One G. Madrid: "At the count of 3," he says, "I hope I can disappear." And fly fly away ... -Lou Reed

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FRANK S. LOSCRUDATO

M. Kirby: "Down in the depths, where the light doesn't reach, and the pres足 sure can crush you like an egg. That's where I like it!" -Deep 6 F. Koszyk: "There are many rules for the beaten path." -B. Kloza S., Langon: "Goshdarnit, we were supposed to stay young, but now it's over, it's finished, it's done." -Minor Threat G. Lepis: "Some people get lost in thought because it is unfamiliar terri足 tory." -Yeah 153

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M A R C A. M A N Z O

J, Magovern: Emmaus Team; Math Team 3, 4; Library Club 2. 3, 4 presi dent; NHS; Photography Club 2; Big Brother 3; French Club 3, 4; Home room President 3; Honor Pin 2, 3; Summer Scholar; NAFTC. E Manlongat: Wrestling 1 2, 3, 4; Dance Committee 1, 2, 3, 4; Orienta Club 1, 2, 3,4; Volleyball Club 1 2, 3, 4; Emmaus 3; NHS; French I Gold Medal French 2 Gold Medal. "Cat" M. Manzo: Track 3,4; Italian Club 1,2, 3, 4; Ski Club 1 Hockey 4; Emmaus 3; Science Clubs 1 2; Big Brother 3; Prom Committee 3; Collector's Club 1, 2; Future Physicians Club 4; Slavic Club 2; Irish Club 2; Computer Club 1,

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R. Marino: Dance Committee 1, 2; Science Clubs 1 2, 3, 4; Emmaus Team; Spirit Committee 3, 4; Cross Country 2; Jazz Ensemble 4; Rock & Roll Club 1, 2; Guitar Club 1, 2, 3; Ultimate 4; Italian Club 3, 4; Prom Committee 3; Photography Club 3,4 vice president; Stage Band 4; Home room Vice President 3. "Budgie"

J. Martin: Irish Club 1,2,3; Spirit Committee 3,4 president; Student Council 3,4; Appa lachia 2, 3, 4; Prom Committee 3, 4; Big Brother 3; Ski Club 1, 2; Mission Drive Com mittee 1, 2, 3, 4 president; Emmaus Team; Petrean 2, 3; Homeroom President 2, 3; Ultimate 4.

J. McCullough: Ski Club 1,2; Irish Club 3,4; Stage Crew 4: Ultimate 4: Dance Committee 4; Collector's Club 1, 2; Science Clubs 1; Band 1; Emmaus 3; Blood Drive 4; Mission Drive Commit tee 4; Homeroom President 4; Rugby 4. "Jeffwah"

: f. Mavilla: Baseball 2; Italian Club 1,2,3,4; Volleyball Club 3,4; Ebony Club 4; Petrean 4; Paper & Pen 3; Ski Club 1,2; Mission Drive Committee 1, 2; Emmaus Team; Honor Pin 1, 2. "Paco"

N. McAneny: Science Clubs 1,2,3,4; Track 1; Irish Club 2, 3, 4; Rock & Roll Club 2; Homeroom President 3; Emmaus 3; Rugby 4. "Wheeler" JEFFREY D A V ID M C C U L L O U G H 154

K. McAuliffe; Baseball 1, 2, 3, 4 captain; Bowling 1, 2, 3, 4 co-captain; Emmaus Team 4; P.A.C. 4; Irish Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Spirit Committee 3, 4; MAROON MARAUDER 4; Prom Committee 4. "Horse"

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BRIAN JUSTIN MCCABE

JAMES T. MARTIN

FRANK M AVILLA

KEVIN T. MCCAULiFFE

F. Mavilla: "Maybe some day we will find that it really wasn't wasted time." -Eagles Wasted Time

N. McAneny; "Yes, I'm what you called me. Yes, I have no other name." -Merel

J. McAuley: "This is not the end. It is B. McCabe: Soccer 1,2, 3,4 captain; not even the beginning of the end. Irish Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Mission Drive But it is, perhaps, the end of the Committee 1, 2, 4; Emmaus 3; Ski beginning." -Sir Winston Churchill Club 1 Volleyball Club 1, 4,

J. McCullough: "We don't make mis足 takes, we have happy accidents. Happy painting, and God Bless my friends." -Bob Ross, Joy of Painting 19

J. McAuley: Football 1; Wrestling 2; Track & Field 1, 3; Paper & Pen 3, 4; Computer Club 2,3,4; Irish Club 1,2, 3, 4; RPG 1, 2; Emmaus 3; Golf 4; Karate Club 2, 3 Executive.

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T, McHale; Football 1, 2, 3,4; Baseball 1; Homeroom President 1,2; Irish Club 1,2, 3,4; Ski Club 1,2; Weightlifting Club 1,2, 3, 4; Honor Pin 1,2, 3.

J, Miklush: Computer Club 2, 3, 4 officer' Photography Club 2,3; Petroc 3,4; Science Clubs 2, 3, 4; RPG 2; Slavic Club 2, 3,4.

G. McLellan: Guitar Club 1, 2, 3,4; Rock & Roll Club 1, 2, 3; Rugby 3. "Tex"

J. Militello: Football 1, 2, 3; Ski Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Science Clubs 1,2,3,4; Spirit Committee 4 vice president; Weightlifting Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Indoor Track 1,

E, Mendoza: Stage Crew 1, 2, 3; Dance Committee 1, 2, 3, 4; Volleyball Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Oriental Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Chess Club 1, 2,3,4; Ski Club 4; Honor Pin 1, 2, 3; Emmaus. "Manny"

M. Munoz: Football 1, 2, 3, 4; NHS; Emmaus Team; Big Brother 3; Latin American Soci足 ety 1, 2, 3, 4; Student Council 2; Weightlift足 ing Club 1,2,3,4; Rugby 3,4; Spirit Commit足 tee 4; Honor Pin 1,2, 3; ACL Latin 3 Magna Cum Laude.

BRIAN MCDERMOTT

J. Murphy: Emmaus 3; Baseball 2; Science Clubs 1,2,3,4; Irish Club 1,2, 3, 4; Library Club 2. "Murph" J. Murray: Guitar Club 2, 3; Jazz En足 semble 4; Rock & Roll Club 2, 3; Photography Club 4; Irish Club 4.

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JEFFREY JO H N MIKLUSH

JO H N MURPHY

J, Miklush: "If life is a play of fools, then school is the dress rehearsal." J. Militeilo: "It's better to die on your feet, than to live life on your knees." M. Munoz: "A stranger's heart Is raw, it's vulnerable so do let your own heart thaw, or live lonely like the broken ego bird whose lone stone heart's strings weight was more than it's two sad wings." -Shudders To Think

M. M 1LITELLO

MATTHEW M O H L M A N

J. Murray: "The boy runs wishing he could fly, only to trip when he hears the word goodbye." -Crosby, Stills and Nash

JO H N MURRAY

M A R C O MUNOZ

GLENN S. NADOLSKI

GODFREY N A V A R R O

ALEX NICOLAIDIS

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G. Nadolski; Slavic Club 1,2,3, 4; Ski Club 1, 2; Volleyball Club 1, 2. "Barney" G- Navarro: RPG 1 3,4; Oriental Club 1 Chess Club 1, Z 3; Band 2, 3, 4, "Chief'

A, Nicolatdis: Soccer 3,4; Hockey 2,3, 4; Tennis 3, 4; Petrean 2, 3, 4,

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M. O'Donnell: Band 1 2, 3, 4 vice president;'Soccer 1,2,3,4; Ski Club 1, 4; NHS; Emmaus 3; Honor Pin 1, 2, 3, "O'D"

D. Page: Chess Club 2, 3; Computer Club 2; Future Physicians Club 3; RPG2,3; Library Club 1; Dance Committee 1; Rugby 4. "Psycho"

G. Orencia: Dance Committee 1, 2, 3,4; Volleyball Club 1,2,3,4; Emmaus 3; Oriental Club 1,2, 3,4; Chess Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Ski Club 1, 4; Honor Pin 1. "Ger"

D. Palumbo: Petroc 1, 2, 3 managing edi tor, 4 managing editor; NHS; Football 2, 3; Rugby 4; Ski Club 1; Honor Pin 1, 2, 3; Harvard Model Congress 3, 4; ACL Latin Exam 1, 2. "Bo"

T. Padovano: Football 1 2, 3; Wres tling 2; Ski Club 1; Italian Club 1,2, 3, 4; Weightlifting Club 1,2,3,4. "Pado"

M. Paneggiante: Baseball 1, 2, 3, 4; Ger man Club 2, 3; German Exchange 3; Ski Club 1,3,4; Emmaus 3; Eucharistic MinisterUltimate 4; NHS 4; Blood Drive 3, 4; Honor Pin 1, 2. "Paggs"

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G. Nadolski; "I don't if I go 2 for 200, I'm going to have confidence. I'm the type of guy who won't let you beat me." -Bo Jackson

M, O'Donnell: "Time, time, my friend, makes havoc everywhere; he is invincible. Only the gods have ageless and deathless life; All else must perish." -Sophocles

C. Noriega: "On the road of life school is the gas stop of the mind." -C.F.M. (1978)

G. Orencia: "If you love something let jt go. If it doesn't come back hunt it down,"

J. Norrett: "As you slide down the banis足 ter of life, I hope the splinters are facing the right direction." -Ed Norton

T, Padovano: "Two roads diverged into the woods, I took the one less traveled by and that made all the difference." R. Frost

D. Page:" ... this is not the time for ease and comfort, it is the time to dare and endure." -Winston Churchill

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J. Pedersen: Basketball Manager 2, 3, 4 ; Football Manager 3, 4 Baseball Manager 3, 4; HAP Tutor 1, 2, 3, 4; Ebony Club 3, 4 secretary; Computer Club 1; Honor Pin S Spirit Award 3; HAP Best Tutor Award 1 2 3 4, “THE MAN" 5, Rawal: Science Clubs 2, 3, 4; Volleyball Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Computer Club 4; Blood Drive 4; Big Brother 3; Honor Pin 12; IndoPak Club 3 Founder, 4 president. A, Ragone; Soccer 2; Bicycle Club 3 vicepresident 3; Big Brother 3; P.A.C. 4; Photog raphy Club 3 president, 4 president; Indoor Track 1, 2, 3; Outdoor Track 2; Emmaus Team. "Alex" GENE PARZIALE

T. Phillips Ebony Club 1,2,3,4; Model ing Club 3; Football 1, 2, 3, 4. "Trey" G. Parziale; Art Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Guitar Club 1, 2,3,4; Rugby 3,4; Ultimate 4; Rock & Roll Club 1, 2, 3; Italian Club 1, 2, 3, 4. "Death Angel" T. Pasculli: Football 1; Italian Club 3,4; Library Club 1. "Tor" P. Patel: Science Clubs 1, 2, 3, 4; Computer Club % 2, 3, 4; Science Team 3, 4; Math Team 3, 4; Emmaus 4; Dramatics 3 set designer, 4 set designer; Indo-Pak Club 3, 4 secre tary; Honor Pin 1, 2, 3. JEROME B, PEDERSEN

TREVOR I. PHILLIPS JR.

D. Podolak: Baseball 1,2,3,4; Bowling 2, 3, 4; Wrestling 1; Football 1, 2; Photography Club 2; Ebony Club 4. "Chewbacca" R. Puleo: Baseball 1,2,3,4; Football 1, 2, 3, 4; Italian Club 3, 4; Weightlifting Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Spirit Committee 4. "Pules" J. Prime: Hockey 1, 2; Emmaus 3; Outdoor Club 1,2,3,4; Science Clubs 1, 2, 3, 4. “Prime-Time" P. Policarpio: Basketball 2; Volleyball Club 1,2,3,4; Oriental Club 1,2,3,4; Petrean 3; Future Physicians Club 3,4; Stage Crew 3, 4; Science Clubs 1, 2, 3; Dance Committee 3,4; Computer Club 2, 3, 4; T.V, Studio 1, 2. “ Patis"

R IC H A R D A . PULEO

ALEXANDER R. R AG O N E

G. Parziale: "Everyone has a touch of evil, just most people choose not to acknowledge frf - Danzig P. Patel: "To take arms against a sea of troubles." - William Shakespeare J Pedersen: "To know 'THE MAN', you have to be 'THE MAN', and only 'THE MAN' is to succeed." A. Ragone: "If everyone stayed living in reality no one would be sane." PRATI K B. PATEL

PATRICK PO LICARPIO

P. Policarpio: "Play with it, add a little color .., remember, ifs your world." - Bob Ross

JA S O N W ILLIAM PRIME

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PATRICK BARRY REID, JR.

M ICH AEL F, REMS

A. Razon: Oriental Club 1, 2, 3, 4 president; Ebony Club 3,4; Tennis 2,3, 4; Mission Drive Committee 4; Dance Committee 1 2, 3; Volleyball Club 1 2,3,4; Photography Club 4; Honor Pin 1, 2, 4. "Roy" P Reid: Basketball 1 2 captain, 3, 4; Baseball 1, 2, 4; Modeling Club 3, 4 president; Spirit Committee 4; Stu足 dent Council 1; Prom Committee 4; Honor Pin 1; Outstanding Freshman 1. "Duke" M. Rems: Dance Committee 1, 2; Volleyball Club 2; Spirit Committee 4; Emmaus 3; Indoor Track 3. "Mike" A. Reyes: Forensics 1, 2, 3, 4 captain; Dramatics 3; Genesis 9 2; Big Brother 3; NHS 4; Student Council 4; Harvard Model Congress 1,3,4; Math Team 4; German Exchange 3; German Club 2, 3, 4; HAP Tutor 3, 4; Honor Pin 1, 2, 3, 4; Hoboken Shelter 3, 4. "Al"

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K. Riddick: Ebony Club 1,2,3,4; Paper & Pen 1, 2, 3, 4. "K-Dog"

M. Ruggiero: Band 1,2,3,4; Ski Club 1,2,4| Italian Club 2, 3, 4; Computer Club 1, 2, 3.J

S. Rider: RPG 1,2,3,4; Harvard Model Congress 3, 4; Forensics 4; Library Club 2, 4; Big Brother 3; P.A.C. 4; Stage Crew 4.

D. Ryan: Wrestling 1, 3, 4; Ebony Club 3, 41 Stage Crew 1; Big Brother 3; P.AC. 4| Emmaus 3. "Goose" M. Ruiz; Latin American Society 3, 4; Dra-I matics 3; Stage Band 2, 4; Rugby 3, 4| Wrestling 3; RPG 1, 2, 3; T.V. Studio 2, 33 Honor Pin 2; Jazz Ensemble vice-president! "Manny"

D, Ruocco: Swim Team 1, 2, 3, 4; Italian Honor Society 4; NHS 4; Italian Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Spirit Committee 4; Dance Committee 1, 2; Collector's Club 1,2; Emmaus Team 4; Ski Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Outdoors Club 1, 2; Prom Committee 3; Honor Pin 1,2, 3, 4

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A N IB A L ROSARIO , JR.

A. Rosario: Latin American Society 1,2,3,4,| Big Brother 3; Modeling Club 4; Emmaus 3| Ski Club 1, 4; Honor Pin 1, 2, 3, D A M IO N N. RYAN

ALBERT J. REYES

KEON TALIB RIDDICK

SEAN B. RIDER

A. Razon: “In fancy town if s black and white; they close their minds; they say wrong Is right." - Eurythmlcs M, Rems: "Why ask why?" - Anheuser-Busch A. Reyes: "We've played this game of just4mag!ne long enough." ? the 10,000 Maniacs

MANUEL RUIZ

K. Riddick: "I'd rather have it and not need it, than to need it and not have it." - Rev. Russell R. White M. Ruiz: "Be original and to each his own," D. Ryan: "Cat will mew, and dog, will have his day." -Billy Shakespeare

S. Rider: "Any good Republican can counter two Democrats." - Former Senator Woo (R)

A. Rosario: "A person who dares to waste on hour of time has not discov ered the value of life." - Darwin

M. Ruggiero: "Perfect freedom is re served for the man who lives by his own work, and in that work does what he wants to do." - R.G. Collingwood

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X. Salgado: Art Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Dance Committee 1,4; Track 1; Tennis 2; Dramat ics 4; RPG 1; Cycling Club 3; Volleyball Club 1,4; Modeling Club 4. "Tim"

J. Sander: Dance Committee 2,3,4 exec utive; Modeling Club 4; Ultimate 4; Com puter Club 1; Ski Club 1; Eucharistic Minis ter; Honor Pin 1; Cross Country 2,3; Indoor Track 1,2; Outdoor Track 1, 2; Emmaus 3. C. Sampers: Hockey 1, 2, 3; Football 1, 2, "Colonel" 3, 4; Irish Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Rugby 3; Photog raphy Club 3; Spirit Committee 4; Weight G. Scudese: Hockey 1, 2, 3, 4; Science lifting Club 1, 2, 3, 4. "Chip" Clubs 2,4; Spirit Committee 3,4; Emmaus 3; Volleyball Club 1; Computer Club 4, R. Sangalang; Bowling 1,2; Oriental Club 1, 2, 3,4; Volleyball Club 1, 2, 3, 4; RPG 1, M. Shin: Oriental Club 1, 2, 4; Collector's 2; Dance Committee 1, 2, 3, 4. "John" Club 1, 2, 3; Library Club 2, 4; German Club 3; P.A.C. 4; Emmaus 3; Petroc 3, 4; J. Shamburg: Computer Club 2, 3, 4 offi Petrean 3, 4; NHS; Future Physicians Club cer; RPG 1, 4. "Shams" 4; National Latin Exam Gold Medal 1; Indoor Track 1, 2; Outdoor Track 1, 2, 4, "Mike"

JO H N SAKOWSKI

J. Sebik: Bowling 1,2,3,4; Slavic Club 1, 2, 3; Chess Team 1; French Club 3; RPG 1; Mission Drive Committee 1, 3, 4; Library Club 1,2; Volleyball Club 1, 2, 3. "Sebs" M. Silvestri: Petroc 1, 2, 3,4; RPG 1, 4; Science Clubs 1; Computer Club 4; Honor Pin 1. "Myke" S. Smera: Computer Club 1, 2, 3 offi cer, 4; RPG 1, 2, 3: Emmaus 3; Latin 1 Exam Silver Medal. "Axl"

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GABRIEL A, SCUDESE

M ICH AEL V. SILVESTRI

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T. Salgado: "When I'm by myself, it's the best place to be. When I'm all alone, it's the best place to be. When I'm by myself nobody else can say, good-bye." - Edie Bricketf j. Sander: "Go that way, really fast, if something gets in your way, turn/' - Charles De'Mare S. Smera: "I'm not the only one with whom these feelings I share." - Guns N' Roses

CHRISTOPHER R. SAMPERS

J O H N SHAM BURG

M ICHAEL P. SHIN

M. Shin: "I've conquered my past. The future is here at last. I stand at the entrance to a new world I can see." R, Sangalang: (no photo available) "A leader has the vision and convic足 tion that a dream can be achieved. He inspires the power and the en足 ergy to get it done." - Ralph Lauren

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M. Silvestri: "Some people dream of things that are, I dream of things that aren't and say why not." - Bobby Kennedy J. Shamburg: "If I knew what I was doing, I wouldn't want to do it."

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J Soier: Wrestling 2; Latin American Society 1, 2, 3, 4 treasurer; Rugby 4; Volleyball Club 3, 4; Emmaus 3; Dance Committee 4. "Kiddo" A. Suarez; Wrestling 2, 3, 4; Science Clubs 1, 2; Dance Committee 1; Emmaus 3. "Tony" A. Sy: Dance Committee 1, 2, 3, 4 executive; Oriental Club 1 2, 3, 4; Volleyball Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Computer Club 3, 4; Modeling Club 4; Emmaus 3; HAP Tutor 1; Bicycle Club 1, 2; Chess Club 1 2; Indoor Track 1 N. Szubiak: Football 3,4; Weightlifting Club 3, 4; Emmaus Team 4; Big Brother 3. "Shoobs"

FRANK ANTHONY TROMBINO N IC H O LA S R, T O C C I III

J. Titos: Wrestling 2; Petroc 2, 3, 4; Paper & Pen 4; Forensics 3, 4; Na tional Latin Exam Cum Laude; Spirit Committee 3; Emmaus Team 4; NHS 4; Prom Committee 4; Honor Pin 1 2; Spanish II Gold Medal: Outdoor Track 1; Emmaus 4." Joe Kist"

P. Tizzano : Wrestling 1; Rock & Roll Club 1,2,3 Guitar Club 1,2, 3,4; Italian Club 1,2,3,4; Art Club 1,2,3,4. "Dark Angel"

N. Tacci Science Clubs 1 Italian Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Big Brother 3; P.A.C, 4; Emmaus 3; Ski Club 4; Mission Drive Committee 4; Library Club 2,4; Honor Pin 1,2,3; Italian Honor Society 4; NHS 4, “Nick"

F. Trombino: Baseball 1, 2, 3, 4; NHS 4; Italian Honor Society 4 executive; Spirit Committee 3, 4; Eucharistic Minister 4; Big Brother 3; P.A.C. 4; Italian Club 1, 2, 3, 4 executive; Emmaus 3. "Squats" R. Valente: Football X; Band 1, 2, 3, 4 president; Emmaus Team 4; Ski Club 2; Jazz Ensemble 4; Dramatics 2; Indoor | Track 1, 2, 4; Outdoor Track 1, 2, 4; Emmaus 3.

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L. Viney; Ebony Club 1, 2, 3,4 president; Student Council 1 2,3; Cross-Country 1, 2, 3, 4 co-captain. Indoor/ Outdoor Track 1, 2, 3, 4 captain; Spirit Award 2. "Malcolm L" D. Weir: Swimming 2, 3, 4; Petroc 3, 4; Science Clubs 1, 2, 4; Spirit Committee 4; Ski Club 2, 3, 4; Emmaus Team 4; Big Brother 3 executive; P.A.C. 4; Italian Club 2, 3, 4; Honor Pin 1. "Dave"

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P. Tizzano: "I'm A child of the air, a witch of the wind, and I'm still wide awake." -David Mustaine F. Trombino: "When the tides of life turn against you and the waves upset your boat, don't look back on what you might have, just lay on your back and float."

R. Valente: "I was wondering if we could stop the lesson here and adjourn to the playground for the rest of the day ,,. How about just me then?" - Bill Waterson, Calvin & Hobbes D. Weir: "The road goes ever on and on, down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the road has gone, and I must follow it, I can." - J.R.R. Tolkien

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J. Wernock; Science Clubs 1,2,3; Photog raphy Club 2; Slavic Club 2, 3,4; Art Club 1. S. Wiley; Tennis % 2; Bicycle Club 2; Rock & Roll Club 4. “Phylly" S. Yeager: Science Clubs 2; Italian Club 2; Big Brother 3; Diving 4; Ski Club 1. W. Zabotka: Baseball 1, 2, 3, 4; Spirit Committee 4; Basketball 1; Emmaus 3. “Mike"

M. Zadroga: Baseball 1, 2, 3, 4 captain; Wrestling 1, 2, 3 captain, 4 captain; NHS 4; Spirit Committee 4; Student Council 1; Honor Pin 1,2,3; Spirit Award 2; Outstand ing Freshman 1. "Bill" S. Wiley: the glass!" - Milo

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W. Zabotka: ” ... and remember, I'm not only the hair club president, but I'm also a client." - Cy Sperling

JEFFREY T. W ERN O C K

M. Zadroga: “Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose, sometimes you get rained out." - Crash Davis, Bull Durham S. Yeager: “In life it doesn't matter how you make the money, you make." J. Wernock: “Last night I took a midnight filght across the stars, sat there looking down." - Bang Tango

SETH WILEY

W ILLIAM R. ZABO TKA

STEPHEN YEAGER

M IC H A EL JO H N Z A D R O G A , JR.

i have this big prep folder at home in a closet, actually, it's not really a folder any more, It's a recyclable, biodegradable, flammable twenty-pound sandwich of prep stationary, to be honest, it's not really mine, it belongs to my mom. over the last four years, she has thrown every scrap of paper that somehow related to prep into the heap; she even saved some of the moldy, indistinguishable stuff from the bot tom of my bookbag In fear that it might have been from fr. azzarto. i had no home work the other night (partly because my teachers are beginning to appreciate the senior slide, and partly because i have made this slide a way of life), so i started rummaging through the heap. I found 358 copies of "footprints" In the pile (enough to wallpaper half of my dorm ndxt year), as well as a numerically ordered set of fuzzy mug shots of the last 30 Emmauses (what is the correct plural?). I really started to worry about my mom. anyway, as i made my way through the pile (carefully avoiding those nasty prep paper cuts) i came across the results of my freshman year class poll, they were en closed In a self addressed envelope and they were accompanied by a taz summer update, as i scanned the list, several thoughts flooded my head, my initial reac tion was, "whoa, to think that we used to believe that coyle was friendly." a closer look brought ail the memories back, though i saw some of my closest friends listed in categories that now seemed com pletely foreign to them, t saw names that i couldn't recognize when 1was a fresh man, names which now appear at the beginning of my phone list, i saw some names that i still don't recognize, while i read through the names, t recalled times spent with some people who are no longer at prep, this one sheet of paper held more than just a list of names, it held memories of my life at prep, my growth as a person, the friends I have made, the friends i have lost, and the ignorant bliss and naivete of freshman year, this reminder of what we were celebrates what we have become, and it reminds us of the combination of change and constancy that has formed the unique network of relationships that we like to call "the class of '92".

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listen: susie baber has become unstuck in time, susie has gone to sleep a senile, retired moderator and awakened in the middle of reading this very book, she has walked I through a door in february and come out another one in September, (poor miss baber. she can't seem to escape the year足 book, try as she might.) she has seen her birth and death many times, she says, and during the in-between times she looks forward to both, she says. susie is spastic in time, and she lives in constant fear that she is going to end up in another long friday night in the yearbook office, so it goes. once she woke up in mid-bite of a cold slice of vegetarian pizza, the staff was watching "the grinch that stole Christmas," trying to amuse themselves until "studs" came on. she looked around at the stacks of unfinished pages and began to cry. the underclassmen staff members all thought that she was crying at the ending of "the grinch," but the senior editors knew the deeper meaning behind her tears, the editors had slowly pushed her to the brink of insanity, and they knew it. they smiled at each other, poor miss baber. she closed her eyes ...

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.,, she woke up again in that bizarre afternoon when dave and ernie came up with their great idea to drive to the yearbook plant in kansas. she was wor ried that they really were going to do it. they were worried about what might happen on the way. why did she keep waking up in the yearbook office? so it goes. suddenly she found herself at the school on the last day before thanksgiv ing vacation, she didn't know how or why she was there; she was just there, she looked about her, discovering a rare quiet moment, and she smiled, seconds later, she heard footsteps - quick, heavy footsteps, joe and ernie tore into the room, bearing a single sheet of paper, dripping of victory (and in victory) they returned from the dumpster, where they had picked their way through a forest of garbage, she stared at them and then at herself, and wondered if she would have to spend the whole day with these pungent fellows, they didn't make any move to leave; it would be another long afternoon, she buried her head in her folded arms, conveying her true frustra tion to the desk alone. susie baber has become unstuck in time. her body lay dead on the floor of h103. her face showed the signs of fatigue and insanity, the staff stood around her body, wondering what to do. roger took a piece of chalk from the desk and out lined the corpse, when he finished, dan and samir dragged the body into the [©tin lab to make room for the pizza, hunter carried in the food, they ate. so it goes. 171

S used to be a cub scout in grammar school, i went camping with the pack once, the den leader drove us down in this cheap van, and we sqng those stu pid scout songs, i sat next to my best friend, because I didn't know the other kids too well and I didn't know what to expect, we finally arrived at the cam p site, where we unloaded the van and set up camp, we spent the afternoon hiking, wres tling, and playing in the river, slowly the barriers came down as we went hunting for turtles. (hey* j was little, and i only had a branch to hunt with.) after an hour of running through the woods, the sleepiness of the car ride and the insecurity of being a new camper had been overcome, i didn't want that afternoon to end. not so soon. but soon the sun dropped below the trees in the distance, so we headed back to camp, we washed up and gathered around the campfire, despite the events of the afternoon, my insecurity returned, i was so afraid that my hot dog was going to fall into the fire, i watched the other kids wield their branches with such dexterity, and suddenly mine seemed so much shorter, carefully, cau tiously, i pushed my hot dog into the flames, desperately hoping that i would be accepted at the campfire, soon i removed my meal, relieved that it was still in one piece. following the exam ple of my den leader, i fed the flames with my branch and wrapped myself in an old flannel blanket, we sat around the campfire for hours, telling ghost stories late into the night, suddenly, it began to rain, did it pour, we ran into our tents, armed with our flashlights and our new confidence, we stayed up all night, sharing our hopes, our dreams, our future incomes as professional athletes, the sky began to clear as the sun cam e up, and as the last drops of rain fell, i went to sleep, only minutes later (well, it seemed like that), the den leader was pushing my shoulder to wake me up, bummer. i went to emmaus last weekend, similar principle — a pack of guys finding ac ceptance and friendship around a fire, only this weekend was so much more, for the forests were in our hearts, the rain poured from our souls, the ghosts were real, and the warmth and light of the fire cam e from God and filled our hearts,

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stuck in the ditch of my adolescence, i have an unquenchable thirst to be special, this is probably really selfish, but my parents keep telling me to blame it on human nature, anyway, using my pro found sense of logic (that i developed from those nifty truth tables in geometry) i found that if i want to feel special, i should do something "important." but . what does that 'mean? as i ponder the I big picture, the “top priorities" in my life right now (my girlfriend, tomorrow's math test, my girlfriend, the big game, my girlfriend, college plans, not to mention my girlfriend) all seem trivial in retro spect. ok, prep has helped me see what “ important" really means, the whole fo cus of a jesuit education is just to be able to bring God to the people i meet, some times this concept can be really hard to relate to (perhaps more so than geome try). i don't even consider myself to be holy, the other day, when one of my friends was fooling around, i wanted to hit him in the chest, but i didn't, i just grazed him. hey, i'm just an ordinary guy. yet, i was chosen to be a special minister of the eucharist. not bad, heh? i was chosen to present God to my friends (and even to my teachers) in a very special way. but sometimes i'm a wreck, sometimes i let God down, sometimes i fail, sometimes i don't even feel like trying, but that is what is so great about this, i have been given a great privilege despite the fact that i'm not perfect. maybe i am holy, important, and spe cial after all. being a eucharistic minister has taught me that there is something wonderful about being ordinary, as i lift the host and place it in each hand, i know God is there, even though i'm not mother theresa, the Lord is in my hand, and even though my faith in God oscil lates like a pendulum, being chosen to distribute Jesus has helped me see my ordinary life isn't that bad. 173

i walked into the cafeteria, placing my books upon the table, i looked to the back of the cafeteria to see what the commotion was. three seniors were standing on chairs, which had been placed upon a table, they lifted the spray-painted sign and hung it in the heaven of the prep cafe, "silence of the rams?" i asked myself, as i waited for reno to unravel the rest of the sign, ok, it wasn't too original, but it was creative, i looked for the time and place of this week's game ("hurry up, renol"). mr. boogie pre足 dicted a big win; maybe i'll go. i sat down in the stands, amid the flurry of prep jackets, night had come, and with it cam e the wind, which blew through the crowd, the game had not yet begun, everyone was huddled in their seats, talking and trying to keep warm ...

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, .. then, suddenly, kevin mcauliffe stood nervous, his body painted boldly, beside him, mike and dan sat atop the railing, chants of "ave" filled the air (or at least half of it), and the game suddenly became a prep game. as i shouted along to a cheer that i didn't understand, i found what makes prep games so special, what separates them from a sunday afternoon television game, this isn't about watching a game from a distance to see who is going to win; it's about cheering your head off, hoping that your spirit can make a differ足 ence. it's about being there with your friends, for your friends. i walked into school on monday morn足 ing. they were putting a new sign up. i placed my book on the ta b le and waited for this week's slogan to be unrav足 eled. hurry up, reno!

"what do you mean i have jug?" "you heard me. if you want to fool around go home and do it. see me later," i watched hirn walk away, clipboard in hand, and i wondered how he had managed to spot me making trouble in a crowd of hundreds, i wondered if st. dom's has a guy with a clipboard, i bet prep is the only school in the world with a guy who always catches you if you act up and keeps everyone in line. I b e t... fr. azzarto finished his prayer, a bunch of seniors started clapping, hey. it was a good prayer, as he finished, the administration jumped into assembly formation, i tried to push my seat back for more leg room, and i checked my back for a 2g sign. fr. denny stood at the podium, trying to conceal his disbelief at the sight of only four juniors on the first honors list in his hand, at the foot of the stage, mr. eollins, the dean of students stood poised, sorting the queues into alphabeti cal order and making sure that they were in dress code. fr. Joyce and mr. reidy were on the stage, distributing the honors cards and shaking hands, i'd love to know what fr. joyce says to those guys, i'll have to ask one of them someday, as fr. denny read through this marking's period's list of distinguished seniors, two thoughts rushed into my head, the first was that fr. denny was showing off his accent on all the spanish names, more importantly, though, was that i was noticeably absent from the roll call, that makes me 0-13. i wonder if mr. reidy's computer misprinted my report card, thafs it. i didn't do that bad in his class, i bet i was the only one whose report card got screwed up. only mine, i b e t... one by one the entire freshman class came to the stage to receive a card and a handshake as they returned to their seats, i prepared myself for the upcoming speech, clutching the edge of my seat. fr. denny began, "we know that there are many people here today who did not receive recognition but know in their hearts that they did their best, we would like to congratulate all of these people now." the seniors in the back started clapping again, great, now i can tell my mom that i got a standing ovation for my academic effort, then, unexpectedly, fr. joyce walked toward the podium, his shadow looming over the first six rows, he's gonna tell a story, "you know, guys, when i woke up this morning, i had two words on my mind." oh, no. he's going to say "carpe diem." if he says "carpe diem," i'm going to scream. i looked across the gym and spotted mr. horan, who was taking an eighth grader around the school that day. the potential prepster looked nervous, we must have scared that poor kid to death, if we hadn't, we were about to. poor mr. horan, but private tours? i never got a private to ur... i love this part, the other administrators left the gym and mr. eollins approached the podium, "whooooooooooa!" we all shouted, throwing our arms into the air. mr. eollins stood there, displaying a great degree of sangfroid, after a few minutes, he got the student body to settle down, not bad, it used to take a lot longer. the group was dismissed by year (well, Ideally it works that way), i threw myself into the crowd, trying to avoid mr. settembre. everyone rushed through the doors, and the number of hiding places dwindled, i spotted an unsuspecting man with curly brown hair, i approached him and introduced myself, "hi. i've seen you around aiot, but i have no idea who your are, sorry." “ no big deal," he answered, "i'm fr. doyle. i work with fr. joyce regarding financial assistance and scholarships." i lost the last few words as i looked about for mr, settembre. so far, so good. fr. doyle interrupted my surveillance, “excuse me, but i think someone is looking for you." i turned around and caught a glimpse of the clipboard, oh well, i tried.

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Rev. James Joyce

Mr. James Horan

"m y host parents didn't speak did you ever notice that whenever you're in a foreign country, you're always wonder ing where the heck you are? ok, maybe not. anyway, on the day before we, the prep exchange group, made the tiresome journey to our german friends, we learned that being in a foreign country is a great experience, but it's also pretty scary, sever al members of our stalwart band, including ed black, craig aumack, joe bay, and the honorable herr froelich, were almost lost for ever in the depths of freiburg's old quarter, when we were finally reunited, a mad race to the train station ensued in order to avoid being late for our own arrival, however, de spite our valiant efforts and the leadership of the steadfast herr deangelo, the fates decreed that our train ride should be ex tended beyond its already-long duration by a bizarre and melodramatic accident, on this train ride, which featured such luxury seating accommodations as suitcases in train vestibules, we were at first reprimand ed for our reckless use of the english lan guage and then instructed in the reckless use of the german language by our good friend hanso, whoever he was. our welcom ing party was as spectacular as we could imagine: balloons, crowds, and horse-drawn carriages, however, since we were an hour late, we missed it, but they told us it was nice, we were even in the newspaper — “ visitors from america arrive late." we really impressed them from the start, the nowgerman-including group then assembled at the dederich's estate, where we were sup posed to hear speeches from frau gehrt, the head of the german exchange; from frau schutt-gerhardt, her faithful assistant and head of the german end of the ex change; and from a host of others.; i say “ supposed to " because their words of wel come were drowned out by the howling, gale force winds and exploding balloons, added to the subzero weather was the stunning realization that my host parents didn't speak english. bummer, yet, the german exchange, for all its delays and arc tic weather, became a part of us that none of us will ever forget, we'll miss our friends in deutschland, but somehow know that they're not gone, since then, whenever somebody speaks too quickly for me to un derstand, i always think back to the '91 ger man exchange.

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prep is stopping your fooling around, you jokers prep is spending more time with your coach than you do with your family prep is living on cold pizza prep is scrubbing crumbs of pizza from people who are sick of it prep is being confused and lost as a freshman prep is being a senior and laughing at those freshmen prep is being glad you're not a freshman anymore prep is wishing you were prep is being a cool senior with a car prep is posing like a cool frosh so that you can catch a ride with a cool senior

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prep is singing your song prep is making your'block prep is casting your vote prep is running your race prep is doing whatever it is that turns you on prep is doing ail of this for the team and the school prep is waiting for the season to begin prep is wishing that the season would end prep is hitting the books prep is keeping the books in good shape so that you can get a good trade in price prep is studying the literature of the past prep is trying to imitate the literature of the past prep is studying your friend's homework prep is trying to imitate your friend's homework prep is changing so that more people are interested prep is being yourself no matter what everyone thinks prep is giving up a lot to finish your homework over the weekend prep is having a great weekend and doing your homework monday morning prep is not bothering to do it monday either

prep is hoping to win in intramurals prep is finding out that you have to play 4g in basketball even though you're in 2b prep is not caring about the odds and having a good time anyway prep is wishing that the language teachers would speak some english during the first week prep is wishing that teachers could write more clearly on the blackboard prep is not ever, ever having a clue what the note that fr. azzarto sent in homeroom said, prep is realizing that "footprints" appears more often in the school than the word "preo" does prep is finding out that the teachers actually look like normal people during orientation prep is watching those people transform into teachers in less than three days prep is wondering what you're going to do when you leave this place prep is wondering what you ever did before you got here prep is hoping that your guidance counselor will get you out of class prep is being glad that your teacher is an emmaus prep is thinking about your life prep is wishing you had a life prep is knowing that, no matter how bad it seems, you're doing okay prep is sitting around with friends after the day is done prep is knowing that, as long as your friends are there, the day is never done

prep is worrying all summer that you're going to get what's his name for that stupid class prep is finding out that that class was the best one you had prep is screaming the fight song at the top of your lungs prep is wishing you knew the melody to the real school song

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Prep is the moment of the most intense excitement â&#x20AC;&#x201D; when you skate out on the ice, when the paper comes out, when the curtain goes up, when the team huddles up, when the judges make the decision, when the girl finally calls back, when you're in new york city with friends at 1 am, when the essay gets done, when the diplomas are awarded, when you find out that this really is home.

prep is a way of thinking, it's being able to say i care, to say i love you and truly mean it. it's caring about what goes on around you, it's becoming a part of that, it's listening to what everyone has to say; it's learning from them, it's giving up a part of yourself to help somebody out; it's getting a part of that person in return, it's being a man for others, it's being a friend, it's realizing that you're not the only one

on this planet; it's being glad that you're not alone, it is a great desire to share everything you have: your love, your life, your thoughts, your dreams, it's finding out that these things have no limits, it's finding out that nothing does â&#x20AC;&#x201D; you can do anything, be anything, and share anything with anyone you want to. it's doing just that, yes, more than anything else, prep is a state of mind.

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when i was a freshman, i used to think that he looked like captain kangaroo, now, after seeing him every day for the last four school years, i find myself making that association more and more, i used to love the captain; he had that warm voice that would always make things right, even when mr. greenjeans was hav ing a bad day. the captain was the leader of the land, but he never proclaimed himself as such, he expected to be treated like everyone else, yet he did so much more and he watched over everyone, yes, Fr. Denny is the captain. now i watch the captain host cbs storybreak. his warm voice and his gentle way make learning fun. the captain doesn't have to use huge, esoteric words to get his point across (even though he could - because the captain knows all), like the captain, Fr. Denny is so much more than our leader, he is our teacher - in and out of the classroom - and he makes our lives and our education more enjoyable. i never got to know everything about the captain (i only saw him for half an hour each afternoon), yet i felt that he was a real friend, the kind of guy i'd like to have on my side, now i'm about to graduate, and i look back on my four years at prep, i keep seeing Fr, Denny pop in and out of my life, i see him offering support as i sit at prep into the later hours of the night, i find him actually being concerned about my progress in school as he makes his morning rounds through the cafe, it wasn't until recently that i found out that he graduated from fordham university and then went on to get his master's from Columbia teachers college, i never learnpd that he spent five years in the Philip pines, and looking back on it, it doesn't really matter that i didn't know this, over the last four years, i got to know all the really important things about Fr. Denny, i learned that he is a strong yet open-minded leader, that he is an accomplished teacher and speaker of spanish, that he is a caring and concerned friend, i found that i can go to him with questions and prob lems, and i can expect an intelligent and comprehen sive solution, i learned that he isn't a self-serving lead er; rather, he is a servant who sees the needs and limits of all around him. just as the captain was an influence on my toddler years, Fr. Denny has truly helped to shape my high school career, both indirectly with his herculean work and effort and directly with his encour agement and his example, in thanks for all that he does for us, for all that he is to us, this petrean is dedicated to Reverend Thomas F. Denny, S.J., our captain.

ok. here it is, guys, you voted, you wanted 'em. you got 'em. here are the top 4 men category (except if there was a tie), have fun. % M most likely to clean up at the next assembly (most intelligent): dave jackman, ketan jhaverf, yikash dhindwhal, joe bay most likely to clean up after the next assembly (Jug addict): matt ojheill, duncar^francis, tom hussey, chip sampers most likely to appear on a wheatles box (most athletic): <mik@ zadroga, jack gordon, bill zabotka, john sakowski known byjlo many peoplejlt just makes you sick (most popular): joe jfoyle, kJ^Q mcguliffe, jack gordon, dave jackman, mark decastro most likely to make soda spew out of your nose 'cause you’re laughing so hard (class clown): tom hussey, duncan francis, rob glasser, justin sebik people who really shoulda gotten a lot more recognition ’cause they’re the men (most underrated): hunter figueras, will Christman, joe bay, nick szubiak has such a funky pen-name he could be a bowler (best nickname): “ fish” , "horse", "squats", "semi" the “hey, look at those threadsl imagine if there were girls In the schooll” award (best dressed): chris bracco, reno degennaro, anthony campisi, dan palumbo too much charisma to be reckoned with (best personality): joe coyle, duncan francis, kevin canessa, ernie alfaro most likely to succeed (most likely to succeed): dave jackman, joe coyle, ketan jhaveri, hunter figueras

most likely to buy you a soda and actually bring back change (most reliable): joe coyle, hunter figueras, reno degennaro, dave jackman most likely to be asked to paint the ceiling of the prep chapel (best artist): mike hogan, joe bay, john fesken, paul tizzano the “hey, don’t you guys ever go home?” award (most active): joe coyle, dave jackman, kevin mcauliffe, reno degennaro such a good author he’s even worthy enough to be a member of the petroc staff (best writer): gero madrid, sean ginty, mike hogan, joe bay the “thanks for your sweat” award (100% award): joe coyle, dave jackman, hunter figueras, jerome pedersen, ketan jhaveri, kevin mcauliffe worthy of praise just for spending so much time with mr. campion (best actor): mike hogan, joe bay, thom cierzo, tim salgado most likely to never be hated by anyone except really ignorant losers (easiest to get along with): joe coyle, c?fc bontigao, dave weir, erniljt alfaro most likely to appear on the cover of rolling stone (best musician): Ijo h n fesken, rob^/alente, dave jackman, mattro'donnell really, really, really, really, really, nice (most friendly): ijo e jroyle, chris bontigao, kevin mcauliffe, nic§ tocci as close as two peas \tjHo prep pod (best friends): re n l degennaro and donf ruocco, se<y rider a r|l nick tocci, th o rf cierzo and ryan kecffney, duncarffrancis a |d seth wiley

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maintenance: p.18 offices: p.66 secretaries: p.92

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1a-d: p,24 1e-h: p.38 1i-2b: p.42 2c-f: p.46 2g-3a: p.82 3b-e: p.86 3f-i: p. 130

administration: p.176 english: p.48 electives: p.80 german exchange: p. 178 guidance and college placement: p. 124 history: p. 132 language: p.62 math: p.88 religion: p.20 Christian service program: p.31 science: p.36

j.v. athletics baseball: p.118 basketball: p,78, 113 bowling: p.64, 110 frosh football: p.22, 100

hockey: p. 78, 113 soccer: p. 18, 100 wrestling: p.64, 110

hey! read this. answers to all up close and personal quizzes are "c" thank you for playing!

activities band/jazz ensemble: p,58, 103 chess club: p. 16, 94 dance committee: p.84, 96 dramatics: p.54 emmaus team: p.172, 95 eucharistic ministers: p. 172, 95 forensics: p.74, 106 hap: p.30,105 intramurals: p.23 library club: p.16, 94 math club: p.84, 106 mission drive: p.34 national honor society: p.60, 108

Olympics: p,34 pac: p.12, 105 paper and pen: p. 120, 107 petrean: p,170, 101 petroc: p. 120, 107 rpg club: p. 16, 94 rugby: p.44, 98 science clubs: p,40, 101 ski club: p.44, sophomore fun day: p.40 spirit committee: p.174, 96 stage crew: p.40, 103 student council: p.128, 108

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daniel p. boland, editorial associate

david michael jackman, copy editor

ernesto david alfaro bastidas vega mendez .. . etc., editoMn-chief

samir m. parikh, editorial associate

joseph thomas michael coyle, wacky features editor

hunter q. figueras, editor-in-chief

susan c. baber, moderator jostens representative andrew j. murro

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roger hobby ernie alfaro david baker andreas christa kos chris deisler mario rodriguez

shahzad rashid david bartoshek subhendra ghosh roger hobby vikash dhindhwal slawomir szymczyk kitikorn tangwongchai ronald jaworski jason becton sean mcdonald roderick go

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oh ... thafs hun. hunter, we're the editors-in-chief of this book, well, actually, i try to be. if it wasn't for hun, i'd be lost, thanks, hun. you're welcome ...

right now i'm in our office and if s very messy here, actually, this looks more like my room than an office, dave's here, too. he's, cool, he's our copy editor, but that just means he writes stuff, wrote stuff, whatever, and that only happens when he's got his earmuffs on. or his scarf, joe (coyle, obviously] rarely works up here, pretty smart, huh? he's our wacky features editor, he's not cool, thafs ok, though, cuz he is funky and flaky, and he doesn't need earmuffs or scarves to get Inspired, he's got the hair for that, besides, he does the darn finest/spankiest grover imitation this side of the mississlppi. ifs finally over, n o t th a t it was a p a in o r hassie o r anything like th a t (though com ing in during Christmas vacation a n d the w inter break was less than desirable); b u t I think th a t w hat I'll rem em ber best about "yearbooking" was the g re a t times i h a d during Christmas a nd the winter break an d a ll the other times we cam e in. i guess th a fs one o f the reasons this book took so long to g e t done, i mean, sometimes the work was even p u t aside to do other non-yearbook things, like the k w o to 'd e da, a n d so on. b u t i also think th a t it was through these experiences th a t the book was actually done ( if you follow me), it was through these activities th a t we developed the m any novelties in this book.

this book is a painting, every page attempts to be called "master足 piece." attempts, every picture is replete with meaning, i think bob ross would be proud of us. i really do. we've got happy little clouds everywhere, ifs just that you can't see them all. they're hidden behind happy, big mountains ... or something, but anyway, so, yeahj jft would have been really easy to throw this book into conformity's abysmal dwelling, we could have deluded ourselves for the sake of production and hidden our shame, hidden our deed behind one word. oh. sorry, vergil flashbacks, anyway, we could have taken the easy way out. but thafs not what prep is about, and thafs not what prep men are about, we're about going that extra step, beyond what is expected of us, we're about being extraordinary, about finding the hidden feeling and making it real, we're about being unpredictable, consequently, so is prep life, and this book, too ... in all aspects, especially in the making, from all the confusion, a mere handful of young men have attempted to mirror this place, our home, we tried our best, we came close, i'm proud of us: we did well, i hope. / guess th a t if you've re a d this far, this m uch into the book (before I forget: thank you! fo r doing so) th a t you've n o tice d th a t much o f this book is different from the previous yearbooks; g re a t! then i guess we accom 足 plished w hat we set o u t to do. we've trie d to m ake the book a more personal book a n d n o t m erely a book o f stats a n d scores, we hope th a t 10 to 20 years from now, when you're trying to rem em ber w hat b io class or soccer practices a fte r school were like, th a t through dave's wonderful (to say the least) writing, you'll b e able to relive such feelings and memories.

but, of course, there are a number of people and things that we're eternally indebted to for actually making the confusion come into order, so, without further ado (and, obviously in no particular order) a bundle of thanks go out to: the prep family, for giving us something to mirror; st. peter, for giving us our namesake; e.e. cummings; the switchboard ladies; the custodians, for letting us get our books late at night; brother paul and the ferrets; last summer; Saturday night live, for "wayne's world"; dylan thomas, that guy dave got the "i am .. . " idea from; deac o'neill; fr. denny; ralph pantozzi; fr. aracich and all our other features "victims"; religion and tradition; richie the janitor; kurtvonnegut, jr.; taz, for donuts; mr. boyan and the petroc, for giving us something to laugh at; (the perennial muse); fr. cregan and his fish; davis studio; fred and jack, just for being f red and jack, fr. joyce, for putting up with us having our office next bedroom; our moms (for putting up with all our ... stuff) and our families (in general); lou, the animal, and superman; mrs. russell, for her typewriter; the grinch; herr jim, for "lunch" and the bunny popcorn; our mascots: the nicotine bunny and the karnivorous k-9; coach hansen; the king and /, for countless hours of remembrances; and the sweet music that accompanied us into tartarus and back, as well as g e ttin g us through the late-nights and early mornings as we finished our work and drove home in slumber, the police, erasure, violent femmes, nirvana, they might be giants, ned's atomic dustbin, the smiths and lovely morrisey, pearl jam, nine inch nails, the cure, my sister's machine, u2, r.e.m., the clash, alice in chains, emf, george winston (?), the happy mondays, met loaf, harry conick jr., omd ... .., weii, a lo t o f groups, b u t especially the following: new order, throwing muses, ziggy m arley and the wallers, bob m ariey and the m elody makers a n d so forth ... ... and also, lots of thanks go out to anyone we forgot (unintentionally,

of course) to mention in this here letter, without their help, who knows when this book would have been finished ... oh, yeah! one more thing, w e'd like to thank, ms. sue baber,

yeah!!! (shut up, ernie, this is m y line!) ... for p u ttin g up with a ll the .,. stu ff... th a t the then- "super sophs", now "senior creeps" have done, thanks sue fo r n o t b ailing o u t on us way b a ck in decem ber (i surely would have done so)

oh, and lastly, we Just want to thank God for giving us everything and everyone who made all of this possible, ok. motion to rise, all in favor say, "aye." "aye." motion clearly passes, we're off! a n d if you still need instructions on ho w to use this book, please turn page

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thanks for listening to my (hey! i thank them too) spiel, dear reader, you've been more than patient, enjoy this book, please, ifd mean a lot to me (and me, too). shut up, hun! well, anyway, at least ifs not blue ... with much confusion & peace

ernie & hun

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top 10 reasons why this book is the way it is- good or bad: 10.due to incessant begging, we had to make ernie an editor. 9.prep life doesn't occur in sections; neither does this book. 8.we thought you'd be tired of those past yearbooks with ab o u t as much flair as a Webster's dictionary.

7.this is really joe coyle's science project, he wanted to see how cooperative the adult members of the prep community really are. result: pretty darn cooperative, (thanks) 6.lowercase letters look cooler. 5.prep isn't just a place to study, it is a place to learn- big difference. o

4.you can't judge a book by its cover, so don't, (please) 3.we felt that in 20 years, it won't matter whether we won 10 games or 13 games, what matters are the feelings, the friendships, and the laughter, (and, of course, whether or not we beat hudson) 2.we've laughed together, we've cried together, we've grown up together, we thought it would be good to laugh one more time - together. Ip re p is not just a place, it is a way of life.

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