Providence College Reunion Weekend Class of 1961

Celebrating 50 Years June 3-5, 2011 Table of Contents

Reunion Weekend Schedule...... 3

The Memories Linger by Edward A. Iannuccilli, M.D. ’61...... 4

Reunion Noir by J. J. Partridge ’61...... 7

Providence College Memories...... 12

Class Listing...... 14

1961 Yearbook...... 17

A Message fron Rev. Robert A. Morris, O.P. ’44...... 18

Notes...... 19

2 Providence College Class of 1961 Celebrates its 50th Reunion Class of ’61 Reunion Weekend Schedule

Friday, June 3, 2011 Saturday, June 4, 2011 Sunday, June 5, 2011

Reunion Golf Outing Class of ’61 Brunch Reunion Mass 9:00 a.m. 10:00 a.m. 10:30 a.m. Triggs Memorial Golf Course ’64 Hall, Slavin Center St. Dominic Chapel $65 per person $15 per person Reunion Farewell Brunch Trip to Newport Campus Tour 11:30 a.m. 9:00 a.m. 12:00 p.m. Campus Ministry Center Departing from Harkins Hall Leaving from Concannon Fitness $15 per person $20 per person Center Circle. General Weekend Information Golden Friar Mass and Dinner Bringing the Strategic 4:30 p.m. Plan to Life - A Campus Update Providence College Bookstore Hours St. Dominic Chapel 1:00 p.m. Friday: 9:00 a.m. – 5:00 p.m. Class photo and dinner to follow. Lower Slavin, Slavin Center Saturday: 10:00 a.m. – 6:00 p.m. Sunday: 10:00 a.m. – 2:00 p.m. St. Dominic Society Reception Reunion BBQ Reunion Weekend Check-in 7:00 – 9:00 p.m. 3:30 – 8:30 p.m. Slavin Center Atrium Ruth Chris Steakhouse, Slavin Lawn Friday: 12:00 – 6:00 p.m. Downtown Providence $25 per person Saturday: 9:30 a.m. – 6:00 p.m. Invitation only. Class of ’61 Alumni Cafeteria Hours WaterFire Providence Hospitality Suite Saturday: 11:00 a.m. – 3:00 p.m. 7:30 p.m. 4:00 – 6:00 p.m. Downtown Providence Renaissance Hotel On Campus Housing 33rd Degree Room Guests staying in the Residence Downtown Providence Halls will receive a welcome gift, Complimentary and continental breakfast on Saturday morning from 8:00 – 10:00 a.m. in the Aquinas Hall Lounge. Class of ’61 Golden Anniversary Dinner Shuttle 6:00 p.m. Reception Transportation will be provided from 7:00 p.m. Dinner campus to WaterFire on Friday evening Convention Center Rotunda, including return transportation. Vans Rhode Island Convention Center, will loop between St. Dominic Chapel, Downtown Providence Ruth’s Chris Steakhouse and the PC $75 per person WaterFire tent. Shuttle will also loop between campus and designated Reunion hotels from 9:00 a.m. – 1:00 a.m. on Saturday.

Providence College Class of 1961 Celebrates its 50th Reunion 3 he Memories Linger T by Edward A. Iannuccilli, M.D. ’61

“The drinking age is 18 in New York.” So there we were, supposedly sophisticated senior Providence College students excited about being able to drink at a bar with a legitimate ID. And not just any bar; it was the Taft Hotel Bar in the heart of the City. And it was not just any trip to New York. The PC Friars, the upstart team from our small New England College, was in the Big Apple for the Big Games at the Big Palace, Madison Square Garden, in the biggest basketball tournament of the year. And we fan(atic)s, members of the Class of ’61, were to be an integral part of the national spotlight. We — well, our team — were about to be the ’61 National Invitation Tournament Champs… “Friars away, into the fray”…and we were Friars. At the time, we may have felt that this one experience would define our senior year at the College. There is this quote in our yearbook; “There is no fear of being lost in the crowds of a mass-production university.” No, we did not get lost at Providence College or in a New York crowd that spring for that matter. No individual in a class of just over 400 could disappear. And the memories linger. The Cowl, the Scowl, Logic, Ethics, Fr. Peterson (no surprise that he eventually became the President). St. Thomas Aquinas, Fr. Morris, Organic Chemistry, Poli-Sci, questions, more questions, answers. Cusano’s meatballs, Bradley’s dimeys, Beanies, blue shirts, blue blazers, rep ties, khaki pants, books carried under the arm. There goes the Cross Country team. Dominotes, Hendricken Field baseball, mixers, tent dances, hockey at The Auditorium, recruits from Minnesota, Madison Square Garden, education and graduation. The “Pilots” were the first arts honors class in the history of the school. “You think you’re smart. Wait till you meet those guys.” The memories come, one from another, like connecting dots, to create the Class of ’61. I remember our freshman year when Fr. Slavin came to address the pre-med class in the Albertus Magnus building, his pet project. I listened in awe, spellbound. A college President, my college’s President, articulate, refined, distinguished, there before me, wearing a pure white habit…. “washed in milk,” was an oft heard refrain. And he spoke of our opportunities in this small Dominican school, our opportunities to get close to our professors and to each other, and our opportunities to become prepared for whatever was ahead. He was the man who pushed the PC property line, the one who hired Coach Mullaney, the one who built Alumni Hall, the one who touted seven hundred years of

4 Providence College Class of 1961 Celebrates its 50th Reunion Dominican education. But no one ever heard of us until we put “five kids on the floor” at Madison Square Garden. But it was not all happy. The Providence Journal story read, “Fr. Slavin’s efforts to promote the name of Providence College were fulfilled in 1961 when the Friars won their first NIT championship in New York. Fr Slavin died just weeks after that victory and was buried in the Dominican cemetery located on campus. The campus’s student union is now named in his honor.” Fr Dore took over as President of the College and gave us our diplomas, but I wanted Fr Slavin to give me mine. I recently returned to Harkins Hall for a meeting, my first time in the building in almost 50 years. Nostalgia unexpectedly washed over me. I paused at the entrance, looked around at the granite that once seemed intimidating, looked up from the rotunda to the balcony, and down to the stairs that once led to the auditorium where I went for the twenty minute Mass between classes. It was the same auditorium used for a Class Rally, the Pyramid Players, The Brothers Four, mixers, the class roast, The Veridames Society meetings and once even basketball. The smell of aged wood, granite floors and the clacking sounds as students and faculty walked through, rekindled memories of my own student years. Disoriented for a brief moment I looked at my watch, thinking that I might be late for class. I walked each floor, ending on the fourth. What happened to the Art Museum? Where was the tuition office? What happened to the library? I could smell those musty books in stacks that once held me captive. Harkins was a trove of wonderful surprises. The memories linger. I now take an evening class at the Feinstein Academic Center, once Stephen Hall, the dorm where I, a “day hop” who walked to school, spent evenings with “The Holz,” my study partner on our journey toward medical school. I envied those dorm students, so very connected to each other, as I wished to shed my moniker of “day hop.” What was that song coming from the end of the hall…? Ahmad Jamal, Errol Garner? Mack the Knife? Venus? Stagger Lee? Were they listening to WDOM, the station that reached only the Campus? The memories linger. The Campus was perfect, compact enough to see almost everyone every day, even as a pre-med stuck in a lab. It sparkled in all seasons. When I walked by the ROTC students, their neat uniforms made me feel like I was missing something. I should have joined. Nah. Never mind. I’m going to med school. And those Friars Club guys, they’re everywhere! Should I go to Mass at 10:20 between classes or walk across the parking lot to the cafeteria to do the crossword puzzle? I stood in awe when Mullaney went by. I said, “Hi Coach,” but he didn’t answer. Should I wear this Beanie? Oops…there goes Egan, and

Providence College Class of 1961 Celebrates its 50th Reunion 5 there…Wilkins. And, my God, a priest, smoking! Dave Duffy in an interview some years after graduation said, “PC was great. It was intimate; there was so much spirit.” The Campus helped make it so. He defined the class of ‘61 as “having a lot of imagination in doing the things that it did.” Did imagination make us different? What things did we do? Did we act out? How? Where was I? In the lab? Probably. How did we show imagination? Was it the pass-fail system, the challenge to the Administration over disciplinary actions or testing procedures? Did “Censorship exist in the Administration and in a Student Congress that attempted to force the members of the Cowl Editorial Board to sign their editorials?” Were these the beginnings of student activities that would culminate in the late sixties and mellow in the early seventies? Was it us that started all that stuff? After all, we published an underground newspaper, the “Scowl,” which lampooned everything. Memories linger. Our yearbook was dedicated to the Providence College Man, “a wise and good man, one who has developed a quest for knowledge, a love of truth, and a mastery of the Christian virtues.” Imagination had to spring from those virtues. The yearbook staff chose thirty-one members of the Class of ’61 to represent the PC man. All admirable choices. The memories linger. Graduation day, though interrupted by rain, was emotional; in our robes, walking through the campus with faculty and dignitaries along a tree lined path; Mom, Dad and family watching; the clicks of so many cameras. The ceremony culminated in the granting of our degrees, but not the tossing of the mortar boards for the rain pre-empted us. We dashed away to be with loved ones who shared our pride. And off we went. Fifty years have passed “…Friars away, into the fray…” and we have returned to where it started, not lost in a crowd, not products of a mass production university, and each unique in our own way. The Friars, out of nowhere, rose to the top of New York, taking us and every citizen of the State with them. We, Providence College Men, came of age in lockstep with the basketball program. We followed them to New York on a trip that defined our start in life…prepared, fresh, enthusiastic, young and ready with a knapsack full of virtues. The game has never ended for we have forever embraced it. We won. What a journey. And here we are, back, having won again. “Friars Away…we went into the fray.” And now we return. The memories linger.

6 Providence College Class of 1961 Celebrates its 50th Reunion eunion Noir R by J. J. Partridge ’61

“You stayin’ here tonight?” the bartender asked. Austin Adler had ordered another Johnny Walker Blue. “Last call…” “Yeah.” “Reunion group?” “Yeah.” The bartender removes the empty glass, replaces it with one filled with ice, pours a large shot, and resumes wiping the marble-top bar. Outside the hotel, sirens whine. Again. The bartender complains they have been going on and off for a couple of hours, uniforms all over the place, fire, police, EMTs. The lone waitress serving tables in the small lounge sets a tray of empty glasses on the bar. “Somebody just told me there’s another one.” “That makes three!” the bartender replies and he shakes his head. Austin Adler twirled the cubes in his glass with his finger. He was drunk. He had been drunk for several hours. It felt good! That’s how to get through a college reunion. He hated reunions. But he smiled. With good reason. The last has been dispatched. The bartender removed a rack of empties from under the bar and disappeared behind a swinging door. The waitress sat at the corner of the bar, counting tips. And Austin Adler smiled at his accomplishments at his fiftieth college reunion. The three, somehow, had lasted as long as him. All in their seventies. Guys who embarrassed him, mimicked his awkwardness, aped his stumbles and immaturity during his college experience, right through to that dreadful twenty-fifth reunion. Then, each had called, urged him to come, which he did, and outrageously, they performed a skit at the Saturday afternoon class show in which everybody recognized him as the object of diversion, the kid with the thick glasses of the extremely near-sighted, the nerd ‘who eats books’ for lunch, the awkward kid with the acne, pizza face who couldn’t get a date in a harem. It was hilarious, according to those who slapped his back and said what a good sport he was. ‘All in good fun!’ Yeah! Twenty-five years later, Austin Adler had morphed into someone important, a thriller writer, a best-selling author, winner of an Edgar, with three writers working under him collaborating on a mystery series, with book deals and movie deals and a television series scenario ready to go into programming. Honored by the University for his largess to the English Department, he was important enough to be invited to the

Providence College Class of 1961 Celebrates its 50th Reunion 7 President’s table for dinner on Friday night along with the class’s largest donors. He continued to twirl the ice cubes in his glass between sips. His head was wonderfully crystal clear, another siren is heard, likely a fire truck pulling up in front of the hotel. Austin Adler can’t remember when he first got the idea. Every day he dealt with complicated murder plots, with every death dealing weapon imaginable, deftly committed, gruesome, diabolical. Maybe it was the day when the invitation came in from the fiftieth class reunion committee, when he vividly recalled his hurt, their ridicule of twenty-five years ago, and saw their names on the committee roster: Gino Marchetti, James O’Herlahy and Jay Ducharme. Marchetti, a Boston lawyer, politician, class officer, and active in the Alumni Association, was the cleverest of the three. At the twenty-fifth, after his portrayal of coke bottle glasses Austin in the infamous skit, a drunken Gino graphically told Austin’s deceased wife, his second, that Austin was a colossal ‘wuss’ at college, how he stumbled through his four years, the ‘pranks’ they played on him. Later, he vomited on their table. Jim O’Herlahy? A salesman—plastics—all his life, always thought of as the class wit, partially bald even then, retired and now showed little interest in life except for boasting about his platoon of children and grandchildren, his only claim to fame. At the reunion, he bragged about his progeny in front of Maria who was, despite years of medication and surgery, childless with Austin. ‘Whose fault is that,’ Jim asked several times, ‘whose fault is that,’ pointing at Austin. And laughing. And Jay Ducharme. The worst of the bunch. Austin’s assigned roommate freshman and sophomore year. He knew Austin better than anyone and could get under his skin with his snickers or descriptions of the shy guy, the sad-sack, the fall guy, always picked on, clumsy, embarrassed in dorm showers. The bartender approached. “Another five minutes and I gotta close.” “I’ll finish up,” Austin said and flipped an American Express card on the bar. The bartender took it to swipe at the register. Austin felt a twinge of indigestion, something that happened every time he drank too much. He asked the bartender for a glass of water. “You alright?” asked the bartender delivering the water. “You can get to the elevator, right?” Austin was getting fuzzy brained, losing that clarity he loved when he plotted. “Yeah. Don’t worry about me,” he replied, hearing himself slur his words. Gino was the first. If it hadn’t been so easy, maybe the other two…? Friday night, after the dinner with the President and the big shot donors, lots of good food and wine, over around ten, his autograph on books they brought with them, Gino and he were the

8 Providence College Class of 1961 Celebrates its 50th Reunion last to leave Fleming’s. He said to Gino, “Let’s go up to my suite and have a couple of shooters.” Gino, recently divorced, a solo at the reunion, was all too ready. They went up to Austin’s suite on twenty-three, Austin poured the Scotch liberally, and sitting in a soft couch, Gino kept repeating that Austin was a ‘good shit,’ a really ‘good shit’ and how much Gino liked his books until well after midnight with Gino looking like he was going to fall asleep. It took no time at all to get him out the door and to the stairway. For a moment, he complained and wanted to know why he wasn’t taking the elevator. Austin told him it was out of order and they entered the stairwell with Austin leaving a loafer to keep the door from shutting completely. With an easy push, Gino went down, head first, on the concrete stairs, fourteen, with steel treads, to the landing on twenty-two. Now, literally, dead weight, the portly Gino strained Austin as the body was lifted for a flip and Gino bumped down another flight to the next landing, one down from the floor of Gino’s room on twenty-two. Austin checked Gino’s pulse, his carotid artery, before leaving the stairwell. Gino wasn’t going to appear in the class skit this year. He wasn’t found until the next morning. Put a real damper on some of the Saturday activities on campus, including the skits, once word got around. Gino had been so popular! O’Herlahy was more of a problem. It helped when he got started drinking on campus early in the day, leaving right after the abbreviated class show for the hotel, telling everyone he needed a nap before the night’s festivities. Probably had a couple more tots before Austin knocked on his door carrying a bottle of Chivas Regal. O’Herlahy was surprised to see Austin and was actually quite hospitable, even honored that this famous thriller writer had dropped in for a drink, something to wow the kids and grandkids. He called room service at Austin’s suggestion and ordered a platter of fruit, cheeses and crackers that arrived while Austin tarried in the bathroom. From breakfast that morning, Austin had pocketed a tub of peanut butter, which, when O’Herlahy left to relieve himself, Austin spread on a cracker under a slice of thick cheddar. O’Herlahy always had bad eating manners and he scoffed the crackers down, one after another, with lots of Scotch. Austin waited; it was the third or fourth cheese layered cracker that did it. Within seconds, in the middle of a scatological joke, O’Herlahy realized that his allergy had been triggered. He gagged, clutched his throat, screaming at Austin to go into the bathroom and get a syringe which he kept in a Dopp kit. The antidote. Austin got up from his chair, hesitated a moment, but didn’t walk to the bathroom. Instead, he walked out the door. Nobody saw him leave with his Chivas bottle and he had been careful not to leave fingerprints in the hotel room.

Providence College Class of 1961 Celebrates its 50th Reunion 9 Austin guessed that when turndown service arrived, around nine, O’Herlahy would be found. The lights dimmed in the lounge and the last of the table patrons left. Austin wondered what was giving him indigestion. It hurt more than usual. He rubbed his chest. Probably shouldn’t have had that chocolate cake and then the port at the class banquet in the Westin’s ballroom. Geez, worse than usual! Did he have Tums in the room? And the last, well, that almost didn’t happen. Jay Ducharme had a great head of hair, a shock of white that an aging Hollywood type might be proud to brush. Vain? Of course. Austin wanted to make a point of that, like, maybe, tossing a plugged in hair dryer in Ducharme’s tub while he bathed before the class banquet. Something else distinctive was his inability to swim, a fault that people ragged on him through college. Over the years, Austin learned, he never did. After the banquet, Ducharme left the hotel with a crowd of alumni to enjoy the warm night, a cigar, and a special WaterFire the city was throwing for the reunion. Well after midnight, Austin joined Ducharme, alone now, as he staggered up the granite steps to Exchange Street and the hotel. Austin told him of an easy access hotel entrance close to the Mall. As they passed the last brazier, now a blackened plate of glowing embers, the river water reflecting shimmery orange and blue colors like stained glass, Austin led him as far into the shadows as he could manage. The river was high on the tide, the current flowing, and Austin called Ducharme’s attention to something in the river. Ducharme shuffled over to look down into the inky water. It was surprisingly easy to nudge him into the river. Austin wondered if his victim hit his head on a rock or abutment because he never surfaced. “I really gotta close,” the bartender said. He sounded impatient. The American Express card was returned to the bar. Austin says aloud, “I only wish I had the guts to….” “Hey, mister, I really gotta close…!” Pause. “Mister, you okay?”

* * *

The reunion’s Sunday breakfast at the hotel was unusually well attended. Seemed that the somber news had spread from hotel room to hotel room, from table to table. With lots of shakes of the head, the good natured camaraderie of the last two days had evaporated. “Shocking!” “You never know where or when,” was repeated by many too aware of their ages. At a table close to the podium, classmates nursed Bloody Mary’s sipped through long straws and stirred by stalks of celery. These three buddies, who

10 Providence College Class of 1961 Celebrates its 50th Reunion rarely missed a class reunion, were always “there” to help out the Alumni Association. One, the heaviest of the three, the rotund class agent, seemed to be particularly affected by the news. He was scheduled to read the class necrology, something he did every fifth reunion, carefully and slowly reading the names of those who passed away during the prior five years. As dishes were being cleared, the class agent is approached by an Alumni Office intern assigned to help with reunion logistics. She handed him a list of typed names with a handwritten insert. He slowly went through them, mumbling names aloud to his tablemates for comment, and a “do you remember?” A tablemate, finishing his yogurt, wiped his sweaty bald scalp and says, “Just as he was hitting his stride. I gotta tell my kids it happened right here.” The third ran his hand through his thick white hair, shaking his head in dismay. The class agent pulled away from the table, went to the podium, and when introduced, he began to read the list of names. Alphabetically, as always. “Austin Adler….”

Jack Partridge penned two mystery novels, Carom Shot and Straight Pool, chronicling the investigations of Providence mystery sleuth Algy Temple. A third Scratched is scheduled for publication in September. He enjoys writing in this “noir” genre. He makes the point that Reunion Noir is wholly fictitious, any resemblance to actual persons, business establishments, events, or locals is entire coincidental.

Providence College Class of 1961 Celebrates its 50th Reunion 11 Providence College Memories provided by O.V. Cummings ’61

“When we arrived at Providence College in September 1957, freshmen were required to wear little black and white beanies all the time. At the end of six weeks, there was a tug-of-war, freshmen vs. sophomores. If the freshmen won, no more beanies. If the sophomores won, freshmen were to wear the beanies for two more weeks. As you might imagine, there was far more incentive for freshmen to show up at Hendricken Field for the tug-of-war, so the freshmen always won. When we were sophomores, we spread the word to our classmates to show up en-masse to win the tug. We did win and we were the first and only class ever to do so! That is why we had two ropes designed into the bottom part of our class ring.”

“When we were sophomores, we organized and scheduled an annual track meet among the four classes and we won it every year.”

“We were the first class to have our own class newspaper....The Scowl.”

12 Providence College Class of 1961 Celebrates its 50th Reunion “In 1961, the PC basketball team won the NIT. Not everyone today knows that in those days, the NIT and the NCAA competed to get teams in their respective tournaments. The NIT was a prestigious event then. Games were all played in Madison Square Garden and every game was a sellout. Soon thereafter, the NCAA made it mandatory that member teams invited to the NCAA tournament play there and that reduced the NIT into becoming a secondary tournament. The Friars won it in 1961 when it was big.”

“When we returned to PC for our junior year, Raymond Hall opened and our new cafeteria was in there. Inside the entrance vestibule we found a large PC logo inside a circle in the floor. We decided that it would be nice to create a new tradition to go with the new building that students would walk around the logo and not walk on it. That came to be and remained to when we graduated. I noticed on a recent visit to the campus that tradition has fallen by the wayside. Too bad.”

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Providence College Class of 1961 Celebrates its 50th Reunion 13 Providence College Class of 1961

Richard Achin Paul E. Campbell John L. DeLeonardo Raymond Adamik Albert J. Carano Joseph J. Dean Jr. Richard A. Adams Clayton A. Cardinal John Dellasala Stephen F. Albright James E. Carroll Michael A. Deluca Col. William A. Albro, USAF Charles P. Carroll, Esq. Armand H. Demers Jr. Everett M. Allen, Ph.D. Ambrose W. Carroll Jr. Raymond W. Demers * James T. Allen Jr. Russell L. Carter Richard D. Derderian Lawrence J. Allen * James P. Carty, Esq. John A. Devereaux Jr. Dr. Richard W. Alsfeld Robert Carvalho John T. Devron Raymond C. Amore John H. Casey Ronald P. Deyette Reverend Richard A. Archambault Thomas J. Cash Vincent DiBiasio Charles J. Ashworth Jr., M.D. * Gerald A. Cassidy Joseph E. Dicorcia Albert K. Aubin Theodore A. Catino Francis R. Dietz Albert E. Aubin Dr. Gilbert R. Cavaco Very Reverend Giles R. Dimock, O.P. Lcdr. Robert G. Aubuchon Frank H. Cavallaro William M. Dittoe Jr. John S. Babiec Reverend J. W. Caverly, O.P. * Cdr. Carl A. Dizor Jr. Col. Edward J. Bailey, M.D. Nicholas D. Chieppo Ronald J. Doane William J. Bains Francis J. Chrabascz Amos L. Dolphi Alfred P. Balasco William J. Christie, CLU, CHFC John B. Donovan William J. Ballard Vincent J. Clarke Thomas M. Donovan Robert J. Bamberger Robert O. Clemens Robinson J. Dorion Howard E. Barasch Stanley H. Clinton Jr. Raymond J. Doyle * David G. Barrett Jr. * William J. Coady W. Michael Doyle Paul A. Bartolomeo Thome J. Coelho Thomas A. Drennan Jr. John W. Bell Thomas B. Coleman Louis M. Drozd Jr. Lucien E. Benoit, D.D.S. John F. Coleman * David A. Duffy Roland E. Benoit * John B. Collins Richard J. Dugas Arthur J. Benson Raymond R. Connell, Esq. Ltc. Raymond R. Dunlevy, USMC Paul G. Bernard Leo A. Connerton Thomas P. Duprex Raymond E. Bernier James J. Connors * Ronald J. Duquette John D. Berutich * William F. Connors Francis L. Durso Conrad G. Bibeault Raymond A. Coppa Dr. John A. Dutra Kornel G. Bodrog Dr. Lacey O. Corbett * Carmine L. Duva Ronald R. Borges Dr. Paul G. Corrao * Richard A. Duval Richard J. Boyle * Giacinto G. Costa, Esq. John T. Eagan Jr. * Jack W. Brady Richard A. Coste John F. Egan Paul A. Braun * Barry J. Coughlin John J. Egan Jr. * Julius J. Breit John D. Crawford * John G. English Maj. Lawrence F. Brennan Michael E. Criscuolo Richard A. Ernst Reverend C. Theodore Breslin, O.P. * John J. Cronin * William E. Evans * Albert G. Brien Owen V. Cummings Robert A. Evans Walter D. Brown Dr. William M. Cummings Edmund F. Fallon, M.D. A. Glenn Brum Lawrence D. Cunningham Frank H. Fallon John J. Burke * William H. Cunningham * Lt. Vincent J. Farrell Stephen M. Burns Arthur E. Curry * James A. Farrell Jr., Esq. George Butler Jr. * Joseph P. Cuty Vito J. Federici, D.D.S. Thomas J. Byrnes Joseph R. Daley Richard L. Ferri Arthur E. Cadoret Robert H. Dalton * Ronald E. Ferri Joseph D. Cafarella Jr. * Donald J. Daly * Dr. John F. Finerty Jr. David J. Caley Raymond Dambra * Brian R. Fitzgerald Charles F. Caley III John E. Daniels Dr. Thomas F. Flaherty Philip J. Caliendo Reverend John B. Davis, O.P., Ph.D. Julian R. Flamand

14 Providence College Class of 1961 Celebrates its 50th Reunion John E. Fleming Thomas R. Hartigan James J. Lonergan Col. Harold V. Floody Jr. Michael F. Hayes Vincent J. Lovett Peter L. Flynn * James V. Healey John P. Lynch Joseph C. Flynn, M.D. Eugene H. Healey, M.D. John W. Lyons David E. Flynn * Stephen Healey, Esq. * Robert D. MacLean, Esq. John W. Flynn William J. Healy Ralph A. Maccarone Edward B. Fogerty * Charles F. Helm Francis E. Macchi Thomas P. Foley Jr. Bruce A. Hendsey Kenneth J. Macksoud, Esq. Richard J. Fontaine J. Edward Heroux John T. Madden, Esq. Donald Z. Forcier Dr. John W. Herrmann Thomas F. Maguire Robert M. Forte Raymond S. Hessel Col. Roger F. Maguire, USA Ret. Reverend Roger M. Fortin * Joseph H. Hodgens * Michael R. Mainelli * Harold E. Fox, M.D. Paul V. Hodges Robert R. Malo Gerard Frappier Gordon H. Holmes Dennis J. Maloney Richard N. Fredette Richard E. Holzheimer, M.D. Alfonse V. Manfredi Thomas W. Furey Richard A. Hopkins Nicholas Manganaro III, D.M.D. Ernest E. Gagnon * Robert F. Houle Anthony Manzotti David C. Gallacher Reverend John J. Hurley Jr. Roger P. Marinelli Thomas J. Garrity Edward A. Iannuccilli, M.D. Maj. William J. Martin Frank R. Garzilli Burt S. Jagolinzer Charles A. McAree * John R. Gatto Jr. David P. Johnson * Richard J. McCaffrey Leonard J. Gauvin Harry J. Johnson James E. McCann The Honorable James M. Geary Jr. Paul J. Joly * Carl M. McCarden Paul Gendron Stanley F. Jurczyk Kevin W. McCarthy John A. Gianola Paul E. Keane John J. McConnell Jr. Richard P. Gilardi, Esq. Thomas E. Keane Jr. * William J. McDermott Robert J. Glazer William J. Kearns Edward F. McDonald Russell F. Godin Charles S. Kelly, M.D. William B. McDonough, Esq. Professor Charles J. Goetz The Honorable Paul S. Kelly George M. McDougald Jr. Dominick M. Golia Peter C. Kelly, M.D. Maj. William McFadden Anthony S. Gomes Jr. Bernard V. Kelly Sr. * Thomas F. McGarry, Esq. Walter Gorman, Esq. John F. Kennedy Thomas B. McGivney * Michael E. Gould, Esq. Joseph J. Keough Paul F. McHale Dr. Robert P. Grathwol Joseph E. Kingsley * John W. McIlduff Berton Grayson Lee W. Kirkland Malcolm L. McInnis, D.D.S. John R. Green Joseph R. Krupowicz * John R. McKenna Richard F. Green Edgar O. La Roche Jr. Henry C. McKenna David T. Greenleaf, M.D. Gerard A. Lachance Thomas J. McKiernan Edward T. Grimes, M.D. Captain Robert C. Ladouceur F. Graham McKnight John J. Grygiel Jr. John F. Lafferty Maj. Charles McLaughlin III * Charles A. Guerette Leo A. Lafond Jr. Lawrence H. McMahon Dennis A. Guimares Brian N. Larkin James E. McMahon George W. Gunther Jr. Ralph F. Laurello Jr. Francis P. McManus John W. Haas William G. Leddy Col. John J. McNiff Paul F. Hackett Andrew J. Leddy Jr. Gerald P. McOsker, Esq. * John M. Hagan * Bernard L. Lefoley Reverend J. Stuart McPhail, O.P. Edward P. Halloran Michael L. Leone Joel M. Medwin Harvey R. Hamel Reverend F. Winston Leyland, S.S.C. Leo T. Meekin Bernard Hand, M.D. * Patrick A. Liguori, Esq. * Dr. Lawrence T. Mello Jerry Harkins Richard A. Lima Angelo B. Mendillo III David J. Harrington Robert Lloyd Salvatore J. Menzo Thomas J. Hart Joseph P. Lombardozzi, M.D. William A. Messore *

Providence College Class of 1961 Celebrates its 50th Reunion 15 Edmund Miley Dr. Richard A. Picerno Robert F. Sinicrope Joseph J. Miranda John C. Pierce, D.D.S. Bennie P. Sisto James H. Moran Paul J. Pisano, Esq. Joseph T. Slater * Daniel F. Moretti * Gerard A. Plouffe David Smith Dr. Joseph B. Moriarty * Robert D. Poirier Thomas H. Smith Philip J. Morris * Richard G. Poirier William J. Smith Sylvester M. Morrone Edward A. Pollard, M.D. Robert F. Souza William L. Mosher Robert L. Poluvatzick Chester A. Spychalski Jr. Timothy C. Moynahan, Esq. Joseph F. Pompa Jr. Albert J. Stackpole Robert C. Mulcahy * Norman J. Pratt Philip H. Stamand Brian A. Mullaney, Esq. George W. Prendergast * Patrick L. Stewart * John J. Mullin Jr. Jeremiah Preston * George B. Sullivan, Ph.D. Francis X. Mullin Dr. John K. Primeau John D. Sullivan William V. Mulvey Louis F. Prisco John F. Sullivan Peter F. Muro Donald J. Procaccini * John H. Sullivan Grayson P. Murphy Bernard R. Proia Raymond A. Sullivan Jr. James H. Murphy Jr. Anthony R. Puleo Edward G. Sutton Jr. Robert W. Murphy, Esq. J. Eugene Quinn * David W. Taft Thomas F. Murphy J. Kenneth Quirk Jr. Norman F. Tancrell David W. Murray John F. Rampone * Nicholas L. Tartaglione John M. Nardone * Francis E. Remington * John F. Taylor Sr. Albert W. Newton * Richard C. Reynolds * Roland J. Tetreault Joseph T. Nichols, M.D. * Joseph N. Ricciardi Henry A. Teufel * Donald P. Noack John J. Rice * Robert G. Thibault * Gerard A. Noel James R. Rich Arthur F. Thompson * George R. Nolan Jr. Joseph A. Richard James P. Thomson * Nicholas R. Noviello John D. Riley L. H. Tifverman Francis M. O’Boy, Esq. Thomas E. Robinson Michael J. Tobin, Esq. Raymond V. O’Brien Joseph J. Rocha * Francis A. Tomasso Robert D. O’Connell Alan F. Roessler Richard H. Tomasso Thomas F. O’Herron, Esq. John N. Rossomondo Joseph Toppi * William F. Oates Jr. Robert D. Roy James R. Tracy Jr. * Donald E. Obrien Carmine N. Ruggiero H. Joseph Trautman Joseph H. Olaynack Jr. James F. Ruggiero Albert A. Treglia * John R. Olsen Joseph F. Ruggiero Jr. Edward T. Turbert Robert C. Oppel Jr. * Dennis G. Rullo Anthony J. Turco, Esq. George E. Oulundsen Jr. Benito A. Russo Maurice J. Turcotte Robert K. Owens Stephen J. Ryan, M.D. Robert A. Turcotte Arthur J. Pacheco Elliott T. Ryan Dr. Thomas E. Turicchi Richard J. Panagrossi William C. Rypl Joseph T. Turo, Esq. Richard M. Pantano Reverend Eugene M. Rzeczkowski, O.P. James W. Urquhart Dennis Panu Robert J. Salisbury Joseph J. Velleca Jr. Roger E. Paquette Robert J. Santamaria * Paul R. Vellucci Brian T. Paquette * Elias J. Sarkas * Francis S. Walach Raymond G. Paradis Joseph F. Scaccia Jr. * Peter F. Wall Edgar G. Parenteau Robert A. Scarborough Pierre H. Wallack Amedeo A. Parisi Reverend C. George Schaller, O.P. James L. Wandmacher George D. Parker Jr. Ronald J. Schauster Alan Weiner, D.P.M. John J. Partridge, Esq. Anton L. Schumick James P. Weisman Donat R. Payette Alan R. Schwalm Henry R. Wientzen Lcdr. Ronald B. Pelinski, USN Matthew A. Setera Christopher G. Wilbur * Roger A. Pelissier Fred D. Sette, Esq. James F. Wynn Donald H. Pepperd * Michael S. Shea Jr. Dr. Kenneth J. Wynne Eugene F. Permanente, M.D. * Stephen W. Shea Joseph B. Young Fred T. Perry, M.D. John A. Siddell John A. Zannella Charles K. Phalen * Richard G. Silvestri Benedetto L. Zarlenga, Esq. * John F. Phillips Richard J. Simeone, D.D.S. * Reverend David F. Zercie, M.S.S.A.

* deceased List prepared 5/20/11. 16 Providence College Class of 1961 Celebrates its 50th Reunion 1961 Yearbook A time capsule of momentous events. A fond look back at everyday life.

U.S. President: John F. Kennedy Providence College President: Very Reverend Robert J. Slavin, O.P. U.S. Population: 183,691,481 Providence College Student Body: 2,182 Rhode Island Population: 857,000 Class of 1961 Commencement Exercises: June 1, 1961, Aquinas Hall Terrace

National News • Freedom Riders board buses and trains and head into the Deep South to challenge Jim Crow laws. • The 23rd amendment is ratified, giving the residents of Washington, DC, the right to vote for president. • Encouraged by over 25,000 letters from those willing to serve abroad, Kennedy launches the Peace Corps. • James Benton Parsons becomes the first African-American appointed as a judge to a U.S. District Court. • n O the 18th attempt of the Mercury space flight program, Alan Shepard becomes the first American to launch and return safely, a total of 15 minutes.

Top Hits • Runaround Sue – Dion • The Lion Sleeps Tonight – The Tokens • Let’s Twist Again – Chubby Checker • I Fall to Pieces – Patsy Cline

Cost of Living Sugar $0.89 for 10 pounds New House $12,550 Milk $1.05 per gallon Average Income $5,315 Eggs $0.30 per dozen New Car $2,849 Bread $0.21 per loaf Tuition at PC $750 Gasoline $0.27 per gallon Room and Board at PC $800 Postage Stamp $0.04 each

The Champs! • Gold U.S. Open Winner – Gene Littler • World Series Champion – New York Yankees • Stanley Cup Winner – Chicago Blackhawks • NCAA Basketball Champion – Cincinnati • Indianapolis 500 Winner – A. J. Foyt • NIT Champion – Providence College

Fun Facts • Electronic toothbrushes are introduced. • West Side Story wins Best Picture at the 34th Academy Awards. • The Beach Boys perform live for the first time. • Harper Lee is awarded the Pulitzer Prize for To Kill a Mockingbird. • The premiere of The Dick Van Dyke Show aired.

List prepared 5/20/11. Providence College Class of 1961 Celebrates its 50th Reunion 17 D ear Members of the Class of 1961, I joyfully anticipate celebrating the Class of 1961’s 50th Reunion. I hope you will bring memories as fond as mine. You see, when you were a freshman in 1957, sporting those dashing black and white beanies, I was a new teacher of English on campus. Yours was a dynamic class. You followed traditions, but you also started several. You had your own class newspaper, The Scowl. You organized (and always won) a campus-wide track meet. You established the rule of walking around the Providence College logo inside the entrance to the then-new Raymond Hall. The academics, leadership, and athletics were equally impressive. Thirty-one of you were listed in the 1960-61 edition of “Who’s Who Among Students in American Universities and Colleges”. Yours was the first class with the Liberal Arts Honors Program. Many of you played for Coach Joe Mullaney’s winning Friar basketball teams, including the 1961 NIT championship in Madison Square Garden. And despite an all-male campus, a quick look at my 1961 Veritas reminds me that most of you were frequently accompanied by beautiful young women. Our memories are not without pain. In your senior year, we lost beloved Father Slavin, who began leading Providence College long before you and I arrived as student and teacher. The Registrar, Father Galliher also passed away. He had been with the College when it first started in 1917 with just 75 students in Harkins Hall, fulfilling the dream of a Catholic college in Rhode Island. As you see, many pieces united to form a memorable Providence College education for you: a wonderful student body, a meaningful tradition, a challenging curriculum, a superb faculty, and outstanding extracurricular activities, among them. The final piece, then, is your support. Your continued engagement and generosity to the College year after year over the past 50 has been remarkable. You are the network that continues the PC experience. Thank you for all you have done, Class of 1961.

Sincerely,

Rev. Robert A. Morris, O.P. ’44

Congratulations to the Class of 1961 for joining the ranks of PC’s Golden Friars.

In celebration of this milestone, your class has contributed over $525,000 this year to support key campus initiatives, including the PC and Angel Funds, Paul van K. Thomson Arts Honors Fund, Friars Forever Athletic Fund, and a variety of endowed scholarships. THANK YOU!

To make a gift in honor of your Reunion, call 401.865.1296 or visit www.givetopc.org.

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Providence College Class of 1961 Celebrates its 50th Reunion 19 A special thank you for the hard work by the Class of 1961 Reunion Committee.

Rev. Robert Morris, O.P. ’44, Honorary Chair Bill Christie O.V. Cummings Joe Cuty Tom Donovan Dave Duffy Jack Flynn Eugene Healey Richard Holzheimer Rev. John Hurley Ed Iannuccilli Frank Macchi Bob Owens Jack Partridge Paul Pisano John Rossomondo John Sullivan Anthony Turco Peter Wall

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