Quigley Class of '61 Renunion
I graduated from St. Gabriel
grade school in 1956 just like the most of us did and immediately
entered Quigley Preparatory Seminary. (Remember those QPS blue and
gold sweaters?) I didn’t know then that a girl who graduated with me
would some day become my wife! I remember Mary Ann Loftus as a
skinny girl who talked a lot in class, who unlike myself had only
correct answers to offer “Str.”
I didn’t exude any star quality while at Quigley but I made a lot of
good friends, such as Joe Voss and John DeSalvo, may he rest in
peace. However, I loved languages and did well in French, Greek and
I always earned an A in Latin. Although one doesn’t need to study
Latin anymore, but it did come in handy when I taught vocabulary to
high school students, and on Jeopardy! when a category is named
“From the Latin.”
I moved on to our one year at Niles and enjoyed it very much. Sometimes
our recreation periods became a little rowdy, cf. Len Dubi and Jim
Costello. Did Jim really set that mattress on fire and throw it out
of the second story window? That’s what I remember.
Moving on to Mundelein, there’s not much to say. At the end of a week
long silent retreat, in which time I took up the habit of smoking, I
bolted out, after leaving four cans of Pepsi-Cola in Tony Petronis’
room. I wanted to leave him a going away present.
The following year I secured a
job at an insurance company (exciting huh?) and after that year I
decided to give the priesthood another try. However, the archdiocese
informed me that I would not be allowed to return. (I wonder if that
would happen today.) Moreover, they advised me to sign on with the
diocese of Joliet, apparently believing that the smaller diocese
would accept a “reject” like me. And they did! Joliet sent me to the
major seminary in Baltimore, Md. (I believe I flew down there with
George Roman.) St. Mary’s University was much older than St. Mary of
the Lake; the chapel boasted on a plaque that it was dedicated in
1808! But I loved it there with guys from the East and the South as
well as Indiana and Michigan. But because the seminary was ancient,
the inner city of Baltimore grew up around it. Since there was a
house of ill repute right across Paca St., we were always told to be
sure and wear our black and collar when we ventured out. However,
they did volunteer us to help the diocese of Baltimore take a census
of the number of Catholics living in our area. What an educational
job that turned out to be!
But, after assuring myself once again that the celibate life of the
priest was not for me, I came back to Chicago and married Mary Ann
and we had four children, a boy and three girls. We also have two
grandchildren, thanks to our son, the girls have not done their part
yet!
This August Mary Ann and I will be celebrating our 44th
anniversary. And 44 is also the number of years I have taught
English at Marist H.S. Also, I taught at Moraine Valley Jr. College,
the two Com coursed and Humanities courses part time for about 15
years. But now I am retired in Oak Forest Il. And I volunteer at our
parish church, St. Damian. I am a lector, a minister of care, a
funeral coordinator and I teach RCIA and give Communion to patients
at Palos Hospital one day a week.
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