I wish I was this popular back at BS !!
posted by Jerry "Zed" Persley @ 8:12 AM
Blessed Sacrament Reunion
Welcome...This blog site was created to provide a forum for Blessed Sacrament Alumni to reconnect and share memories. It's our hope that reliving the laughter and recalling the antics can bring us all back to a time when life was so much less complicated!
Monday, May 26, 2008
Blessed Sacrament Reunion
Welcome...This blog site was created to provide a forum for Blessed Sacrament Alumni to reconnect and share memories. It's our hope that reliving the laughter and recalling the antics can bring us all back to a time when life was so much less complicated!
Contributors
- Mike Aloia
- Darlene Clark(Benson)
- Steve
- Dave Wasil
- John "Slim Shady" Rydlewski
- Jeremy
- Debbie Williams (Maxin)72
- Laurene Moore
- Deb (Rettig) Simko
- Rhonda
- PeggyErnst72
- paul einikis
- Jerry "Zed" Persley
- mark schwinn
- Beth
- Cheryl Markovich Cortez
- paul bernard
- Eva Claypool
- Bill Jones
- Kathy Lynch 73
- BillMarker73
- Marie
- Debbie Walton 1972
- Paula Walton
- Debra Childers (DeLong)
- Chris Colle '72
- Jim Rydlewski
- Garry Aloia
- Jaye Markovich (Finnerty) 73
- Patty Cornblath
- Brian Czekala
- Tony Sartoris
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- Girls Just Want To Have FUN
- 100 Friends are coming, WOW!!!
- Cheryl, Did you Drive a school bus???
- Wow....Look at the Hair!
- We Have a Pic of Beth!!!!!
- What a Blog!!!
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Jerry, you actually WERE that popular at BS. Me and the kids made a pact 37 years ago not to tell you until this weekend, to avoid lifelong trauma, so here goes.
When I coached baseball in 71, you were struck in the head THREE times in the SAME inning--your life would never be the same. First, you were chasing a high pop up and collided with Frank Kissel and cracked your noggin pretty bad.
Then you got beaned when we were up to bat and lost consciousness for a bit in the dugout while the guys amazingly batted around until it was your turn again and you were now awake enough to stand but dazed to the point where you hit a grounder that the 3rd baseman fumbled, allowing you to reach first--dazed and confused--but nonetheless safe.
By this time the loud cheers from Rose and Crew woke you up fully--still sore with two goose eggs prominently protruding from the Zed Hed.
The head whacks made you somewhat daring and you attempted to steal 2nd, 3rd and home with a crazy sequence of spinning, jumping, vaulting, cartwheeling and (well before its time) breakdancing maneuvers. The other coach was jumping up and down, yelling across the field at the umps to no avail, as you weaved between his players and came within inches of home plate, when, alas, you suffered your (so to speak) "third strike" to the old melon.
Determined to prevent you from making a fool of his team, the opposing catcher literally butted you and the both of you appeared like a couple of young rams during rutting season. You were both dispatched in stretchers from the field to Gary Methodist, where you remained in a coma for 2 days.
The Jerry that returned to BSGS was NOT the suave, Clark Gablesque, slick talking ladies man that we knew so well before that tragic inning. You became painfully shy and reserved.
During a science lab class on the paranormal pyschic Mark Kacmar looked ahead to May of 2008. He saw that a photo of you taken amidst now-fifty year old BS ladies would infuse new life into your self-esteem and popularity.
Mark also saw the string of tragedies associated with the post office. He even popped some corn and went into a trance and told us--line for line--about the Kevin Costner movie, The Postman. We wanted YOU to become that postal hero, and not fall under the spell of a very dastardly letter carrier soon to shock the nation.
The class decided then and there to wait until this month to resurrect the OLD hot-trottin' Jerrry, to prevent him going postal after being sympathetic with another note toter, David "Son of Sam" Berkowitz. Mark knew that you would have altered history--well, musical history, anyway--since one of your victims would have been the rising star Madonna. As Mark's family secretly owned a glove factory in Panama that did phenomenally well during the ascent of the material girl (a conflict of interest that he avoided telling us willing dupes), we bought into the whole ball of wax.
We are glad to have the real Jerry back. Study that photo every day, Jer. That's how you were BEFORE that historic inning in BS baseball annals. You were a real DOG with the ladies on the playground from 3rd through 6th grade. The Wolfman personified!
Now that you have a proven track record of loyal hubby, great dad and granddad, neighbor, etc., it is safe to let Zed numero uno out of the bottle, so rise, noble genie, and retake your place as the inspiring, self-confident, exuberant All-American fellow (and breakdancer) that you are!
GO, ZED DANDY, GO ZED DANDY!!!!!!!!!!!
TZ
Now that we have our ladies DOG back, enjoy Zed in this video. He's the "hairy-handed gent who ran amok in Kent." With mailbag and banana chips in tow. A more mellow fellow, Pers has traded in the banana clips for organic banana chips for all the poochies on his route.
Love that bowtie and cane, Jer!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nhSc8qVMjKM
Mr. Zagar Teddy, thanks for hanging with us this weekend.
You're in a dream right now with Jerry and his trauma I know but I want you to wake up now and listen.
You must know how much you have touched our lives and now you have recapped and found a new life.
Your astrology is fantastic and truly out there, but it is also kind of scary how you tapped into each and everyone of us.
I felt you were leaving something out when we were out to breakfast the other morning about me and I'm sure you will fill me in someday.
Today is an emotional day for me, our plan was laid out and we followed threw with everything down to the last good bye. And you were there for all of it. I can't begin tell you what that means to me.
Thank you for sharing your many stories and what is in store in the future.
You will always be included in our future fun.
Beth
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