The document summarizes the author's experience attending Cathedral High School in Indianapolis from 1962-1966. It describes the school's history and traditions, including football games, dances, and religious studies. It also shares memories of the author's time playing football and wrestling. Photos throughout show the author and his classmates participating in various school activities over the four years.

2. My acceptance letter from Cathedral. You took a test in the eighth grade and your score determined your course of study for the next four years.

3. Dear old Cathedral, here’s to you

4. Cathedral still has a reputation as a football powerhouse.

5. There were some changes and challenges as I began high school at Cathedral

6. I was the starting DT as a sophomore. We went 9-0-1

8. The 1963 Team

9. My Junior Year

10. My senior year, the 1965 team. My best friend, Griff.

11. Before the game we had pep rallies and skits on Friday afternoons

12. The skits were really clever about how we were going to decimate the team we were about to play

13. The pep band was always there to play the fight song among others. School Fight Song Dear Old Cathedral, here's to you Here's to your colors, gold and blue We'll Cheer you onward everyone, Whether the battle is lost or won. So here's to your sons, your fighting team Let the Banners stream And we will proudly wave them to the sky As we cheer for Cathedral High

14. Not quite pc these days, but these skits were fun. Griff, is somewhat of a ham.

15. Our Protest Pep Rally - “ UPI and AP Unfair to Irish.” - We were not ranked #1 that week.

16. There was lots of excitement off the field as well. Griff’s dad gave him this jeep, he could just as well given him a million dollars. We had great times and went everywhere in this thing. You may notice it’s painted camouflage blue and gold.

17. Every week there was a new crop of posters bashing the up-coming team. Every day there were a few more until Friday when the place was covered. This crew was responsible for the mayhem.

20. The Shirelles in 1961. Clockwise from the top right: Barbara Ann The Beachboys Baby, It’s You This is Dedicated to The One I Love

21. Although it was an all boys school, hundreds of girls found their way to our dances. Do you Love Me Now That I Can Dance The Contours

22. We saved the drama for Friday nights. Heartaches

23. Mashed Potatoes Dee Dee Sharp

24. Little Darlin It wasn’t the greatest music, but at the time we sure thought it was. It was our music and there hadn’t been anything like it up to that time.

25. Party Lights

35. The only picture of me in action playing football in HS. I was 73, you can see the 3. Wishmire is to the right, I don’t know where Albright is.

36. We sure got excited about the game.

37. We had a lot of trophies. I don’t who did the dusting, but they always looked good.

38. Vanity of vanities, saith the Preacher, vanity of vanities; all is vanity. What profit hath a man of all his labor which he taketh under the sun? One generation passeth away, and another generation cometh: but the earth abideth for ever. Glory Days

39. This is the HARVEST HOP, 1963, one of the major school sponsored dances. This is one of the few dates I had before I learned to drive. I think my date’s name was Susie; we never had a second date. I’m Blue

40. It wasn’t always sports at CHS – there were holidays and holiday plays including -The 12 Days of Christmas – abridged. Griff played my true love

41. Since there were no girls at our school, Mr. Bowman our drama director, asked me to play one. He said my performance almost cost him his job. I said it was a wardrobe malfunction.

42. The Megaphone (school newspaper) Staff 1964-1965

43. Because it was a Catholic school we had religion classes every school day and we often attended Mass. One of the special things I remember was when the School went on a “Retreat”. This was three days of silence, prayer and meditation. Strange as it seems I still remember how much I learned to enjoy that time.

45. Freshman Wrestlers 1962-1963

46. Reserve City Champs 1963-1964

47. My manly reserve city champ individual photo 1963-1964.

51. I don’t know why I’m not smiling in any of these pictures, guess it wasn’t considered cool at the time.

55. My career record was 77-7. My senior year I was 22-0 until I dislocated my shoulder with a silly show-off move in the sectionals. Clarence Price, who I’d defeated a couple of times became the state champion.

56. At the end of the school year there was always an athletic banquet.

57. In the spring of my senior year I started getting letters like these from coaches who perhaps found it easier than the telephone. I do vaguely remember the banquet, but was interested in getting as far from Indianapolis as possible. That turned out to be Buffalo. Wish I’d picked someplace warmer.

60. My grades were never that great even though I did about two hours of homework every school night. Really! Notice the grades for Band. I played trumpet for four years.

61. A few of my great teachers. Became head basketball coach of the Phoenix Suns Bro. Charles Physics Teacher Bro. Charles R. Chemistry Teacher Bro. John Algebra Teacher Geometry Teacher Bro. George Biology Teacher & Football Coach My Drama Director School Is Out Bro. Raymond was the best and hardest teacher I ever had.

62. At my front porch on the way to my Prom Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow

63. The Junior Prom I could write a short story on all the things that went wrong on this night, maybe someday I will. Big Girls Don’t Cry

64. I had a lot of girlfriends after I learned to drive. These are the only two whose pictures survived. I loved being able to date several girls at the same time and not have all the drama and gossip that goes along with dating a girl within your own school. It was liberating.

65. Freshman Sophomore

66. The Beck Family 1966

67. For a short while I thought I might be going to Notre Dame. I did have a nice trip.

68. Then I received the bad news.

69. But things were in the works for something else. Dr. Ulrich who recruited me at Notre Dame became the head coach At UB.

72. Senior pictures were fairly straight forward, no exotic locations.

73. We signed each others yearbooks with the sort of earth shattering comments you see before you. It was more legible and tended to last longer. Today’s trend toward writing on shirts, never caught on in my time.

75. The End. We Gotta Get Outta This Place The Animals