Evening star., 1960-01-06

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pages of the album were
tipped until it came into
! view. Frank Broderick began
to grin before he saw it.
This was our graduation
picture. 1t was made on June
20, 1922, when Frank and I
graduated from st. Patrick's
School in Jersey City, N. j.
THERE WERE THREE
eighth grades in the school.
Altogether. they totaled los
students. They averaged l3
years of age and the photo,
made on the steps of the
school theater, is 81 years
old. Most of the little kids
are so years of age.
Frank Broderick and his
Beatrice came down to Sea
Bright to renew old ac-
quaintance. In the picture,
he's a solid, good looking
kid. Today, he's a top-flight
salesman. He lives in Bay
onne, has all his hair, talks
baseball and football No
children.
Immediately after gradua-
ton, the los students fed in
many directions like sparks
from a beach. fire. We sell
dom saw each other after
1922. The first to die was
Johnny Costello, a pale boy
with a hunched back.
All had high hopes on that
June day. The skinny girl
on the left Of the first row
was Catherine McGlone. She
wasn't pretty. but she grew
up to be beautiful. She had
a voice, and she clawed her
way up until she sang in
Peter Van Steeden's band.
One night the drummer
drove her home. 1t was
raining. He hit a coal truck.
Catherine died instantly.
Two removed from her
was a girl with thick wild
hair. She was Mary Libo-
natl. l think she's a school
teacher. Frank Moran,
always serious, is a police
captain. Two boys standing
next to each other. Joe
Stockhammer and Vincent
Kane, became priests. John
Garrison works in a bank.
Virginia Devine married Bill
McCarron, a ballplayer.
The girl in the top row
whose grin never died is
Josephine Lucid. She has a
family. So has Tom Kerri-
gan. Johnny Marion, one Of
the handsomest boys, works
in a State job and supports
his mother and father.
Mickey Morley, jug-eared
and tough cI'll be waiting
for you in the lots after
school~, became a truck
driver. He passed away last
year.
l was visiting a doctor in
an asylum a few years ago
and met one of the boys in
the front row. He begged
me to get him out. I spoke
to the doctor. Impossible"
he said. He has suicidal
tendencies" Mary Daniels
and Helen Alcott were the
class Marilyn Monroes. Mary
was one of the last to marry.
There is one shy face in
the second row. 1t belongs
to Helen Walsh. She won
all the gold medals for high
marks. I don't know what
became of her.
The Travers boy became a
top-fiight dentist. Robert
O'Brien went in for politics.
Johnny Allen, tall, easy-go-
ing, Is gone. Catherine Doug
las, in MILDLY blouse and black
tie. was smart in every sub
ject. One Of the girls in the
back row used to read a big
geography. In it she had a
romantic novel. Sister Marie
Eustelle caught her.
THE WORST CRIME I can
remember occurred in the
eighth grade. On Friday
afternoons, Sister Marie
Eustelle used TO sell penny
chocolates to help the mis-
sions. One afternoon after
school, someone broke into
the glass library at the rear
of the room and stole the
candy.
He was a pig, because, what
he couldn't eat, he threw
against the blackboard. On
Monday morning, the ordi-
narily stern face of Sister
was dark with fury. She told
about the theft and asked If
the student who had perpe-
trated the deed would please
be honorable enough to stand
up.
He didn't. She asked the
question three times. No one
stood. Then" she said, "the
only thing 1 can do is to ask
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