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Terror scare bumps blimp's flight plans

By Walton R. Collins '51

At 4 in the afternoon of Friday, October 19, Jim Maloney sits at the controls of the Goodyear blimp, half a mile above and just south of Notre Dame Stadium.

Behind him in the cramped cab, Rich Morckl maneuvers the ship’s camera in its gyroscopic housing, holding the image rock-steady as the blimp lurches in a gust of wind. The camera is powerful enough to focus clearly on a player’s shoelaces, but Morckl is after bigger vistas today: Touchdown Jesus, the Golden Dome, colorful mid-October foliage, long views of campus. The footage will make glamour shots for use during tomorrow’s nationally telecast Notre Dame-USC

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Engineering for beginners

By Ed Cohen

t’s a pleasant sunny October afternoon and the freshmen in Ed Maginn’s Engineering 111 class are out on the South Quad firing softballs at him. In a calculated way.

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Tailgating crackdown riles students

By Alyson Tomme '02

The hot issue on campus fall semester was tailgating.

The University tried to curb binge drinking the mornings of home football games by inviting state and local police to join the campus Security Police in sweeps of the parking lots popular with tailgaters. They issued hundreds of citations for underage drinking and for violating a rule in du Lac

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Seen and Heard

By Notre Dame Magazine staff

The first football game after the September 11 attacks, a home game against Michigan State, featured a special pregame show. Father Malloy said a prayer, and the stands were filled with people holding paper American flags. Some in attendance wondered why the Irish weren’t on the field; Michigan State’s players and coaches were. It turned out that the athletic directors had agreed ahead of time to keep their teams off the field during the ceremonies, but at the last minute Michigan State’s coach decided his players should witness the spectacle. . . . Notre Dame sophomore Mickey Blum,

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The Power of One Good Man

By John Monczunski

It’s a pleasant September Indiana evening, and Notre Dame’s Fall Banquet Season, which roughly coincides with the football season, is in full swing. About 150 of us have gathered beneath the white big top that rests behind the Morris Inn like a huge dollop of whipped cream. We are here to celebrate a good idea, the Andrews Scholars Program, and to remember a good man, Jim Andrews ’61, a co-founder of Universal Press Syndicate with his friend and business partner, John McMeel ’57, and the namesake of the program that provides scholarship funds to Notre Dame students engaged in summer service projects.…

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Witnesses, rescuers, relief workers and others

By Notre Dame Magazine

Sophomore Tom Galvin‘s father, Thomas Galvin Sr., deputy chief of the New York fire department’s Division 3, was inside the Marriott hotel adjacent to the World Trade Center’s first-hit (north) tower and about to take command of operations in the south when the south tower collapsed. About 40 firefighters were in the hotel at the time, and he was among the 30 who escaped. . . . NBC

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Deaths in the Family: September 11

By Notre Dame Magazine

On the planes

Peter A. Gay, son of Peter B. Gay ’35, was one of the 81 passengers aboard United Airlines Flight 11, which left Boston at 7:59 a.m. bound for Los Angeles and became the first plane flown into the World Trade Center, its north tower. A vice president of operations for Raytheon Company in Andover, Massachusetts, he had begun traveling weekly to California earlier last year on consulting work. In late October, against all odds, his body was discovered at Ground Zero, apparently thrown from the exploding airliner. He was 54 and left behind a wife, an 8-year-old daughter and two grown sons. . . . Father Francis E. Grogan, CSC

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The campus in the wake of 9-11

By Ed Cohen

A giant hook and ladder truck from the South Bend Fire Department stood on the Main Quad in front of Walsh Hall and Sorin College. Parked nearby were an engine from the campus fire department and various other rescue vehicles. No sirens whooped in the twilight of an overcast fall day, though. The dominant sound was the pealing of bells from the Basilica of the Sacred Heart. There was no fire, either. And no firefighters to be seen.…

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Web extra - Letters to the editor

By Notre Dame Magazine

Anti-Bush objection out of place

I was disappointed in my fellow alumni when I read the letters in your autumn issue objecting to George W. Bush as commencement speaker. Intellectual freedom means, I hope, tolerance for differing points of view. It is intellectual snobbery of the worst kind to condemn the University for inviting the President of the United States to speak simply because one finds aspects of his record or his presumed views personally objectionable. If a commencement speaker is, as these writers suggest, supposed to represent the views of the University then who is to determine what those views are and whether a speaker meets the test? A great University like Notre Dame is made so in part by its diversity. I suspect that at least as many alumni voted for President Bush as voted for others. I personally am proud that Father Malloy invited him as commencement speaker. Since September 11th we have seen the true measure of President Bush’s leadership, and I think the University deserves credit and praise for having invited him.…

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Letters

By Notre Dame Magazine

Please define ‘need’

“Generations of Students” (Autumn 2001) contains several references to the “demonstrated financial need” of the undergraduate students. This phrase has become extremely popular in official publications in the past couple of years. I have checked with various sources, and no one seems to know how “demonstrated financial need” is calculated. I have worked with several students from our area and they all argue vehemently that the “demonstrated financial need” is an arbitrary number. Before Notre Dame is allowed to pat itself on the back for meeting the “demonstrated financial need” of the undergraduates, it should be required that the administration explain how those needs are calculated. If the formula is changed each year, based upon admissions and available money, that fact should be disclosed. To do otherwise is to mislead students, graduates, donors and applicants on the availability of financial aid.…

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Taking a Leap with Sheldon

By Carol Schaal '91M.A.

When Dave Kellett ‘96, drew the Four Food Groups of the Apocalypse comic strip for The Observer, his favorite character was Sheldon, a child prodigy who also was enrolled at Notre Dame. Kellett graduated, and so did 10-year-old Sheldon. Now the title character in Kellett’s online strip, Sheldon has become the second-richest person in America through his own software company. He’s also invented a talking duck.…

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A Man with a Mission

By Carol Schaal '91M.A.

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He’s known fondly by long-time Notre Dame staffers as “Eddie Freddie.” Whether Father Edward Frederick Sorin, CSC, who lived from 1814 to 1893, would have approved of this lighthearted name is difficult to judge, but the founder of Notre Dame most certainly was an exuberant man who fit in well with the fledgling spirit of the new frontier called America.…

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A Sigh for Grown-up Children

By Sonya Booth

“You know, we’re orphans,” I told my brother. I said it like a joke, which is the best way to say serious things. And really, it is kind of a joke. My brother is 59. He’s a burly trucker. I’m 46. My sister is 52. We’re big and strong and brave. We never cry; we don’t whine. We make our beds, then lie in them. We’re responsible.…

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This Is What Families Do

By Ed Cohen

I could tell the hug came as a surprise. Dad had just given one to my wife, Sue, as usual, and I was next through the door. He extended a hand to shake in our usual in-from-out-of-town greeting. But I put my arms around him instead, and squeezed, and held him for just a second. I didn’t say why, and he didn’t ask. But he had to know.…

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A Threat of House Calls

By John O'Neil

Teresa had just started the breakfast dishes when she heard the scraping of gravel and muffled alien accents in the yard between the front of the house and the old barn. It was 10 o’clock, but Mary had been a holy terror and Teresa had only now put her down.

She knew straight away it was soldiers. The farm was only six miles from the border and they were forever about. “Like the poor, they are with us always,” Joe’s mother liked to say. They would have come on foot through the fields. The Army no longer moved by lorry in the northern Ireland county of Fermanagh.…

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A Wing and a Prayer

By Jake Page

“She’ll be fighting mad,” the healer said. She had broken both her radius and ulna, or what we think of as the forearm, and the healer had set it and waited several months for it to knit itself back together. Now it was time for her to go back into the world, and it fell to my wife Susanne and me to accompany her. She was a red-tailed hawk.…

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The 'Div,' Head Honcho at Comedy Central

By Jerry Pockar '65

“The Div” we called him in ‘61 at Notre Dame when he was a gawky 18-year-old fresh from Hartsdale, New York. A notable slacker before slacking, Larry Divney ’65 was also a universal solvent, dissolving everyone’s barriers, effortlessly making friends. He had a sly, counterpunching urban wit that scored points. In retrospect, easy to imagine him putting on the right threads, flapping that Irish tongue and wending his way through the electronic labyrinth they started calling The Media

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Work Zone, Rest Area

By Eric Zorn

I, too, head south to begin my commute, just like my competitor Burt Constable. Then I head west, north, east, south again, west and south one last time to my office.

On a good day, the trip takes 20 seconds. If there are shoes in the hallway and clothes to haul up the stairs, it may take up to a minute for me to make it from the breakfast table to my desk in the spare bedroom.…

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Lane Closed Ahead

By Burt Constable

Before dawn, the precision Commuter Annoyance Squad hits the highways. In my imagination, the first row of vehicles, three-abreast to block all lanes, creeps along the empty pavement at exactly 18 miles an hour. The second row of cars, also spanning the width of the expressway, waits 30 seconds and then accelerates to 65 miles an hour before slamming on their brakes and screeching to a dead stop inches behind the rear bumpers of the sluggish leaders. They repeat this process ad nauseam, setting the pace for the morning rush hour that is neither in a rush nor completed within an hour.…

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The Way We Like to See Ourselves

By Andrew Nagorski

On the morning of September 11 when I emerged from Grand Central Station after my regular commute into the city, I saw people staring intensely at the TV screens in a bank window that normally are tuned to news about the Dow. The screens featured the headline that a plane had just crashed into the World Trade Center. I looked back down Madison Avenue and saw a huge cloud of smoke high across the sky of lower Manhattan. My first reaction was to think that this was a terrible accident.…

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The Communal Lifeline

By Robert Schmuhl ’70

In the dazed days following the atrocities of September 11, analysts and academics tried to come to terms with the unspeakable acts by speculating on their consequences. Such unprecedented terrorism created (in what began as a refrain and then became a cliche) a turning point, with potential for transforming America in ways large and small.…

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Thunder Across the Land

By Andrew H. Malcolm

We were sitting around the dinner table one evening years ago in Tokyo when suddenly, across the room, a large framed painting fell from the wall and crashed to the floor. The few seconds of silent, stunned familial disbelief were interrupted by my shocked 3-year-old son. Eyes fixed on the fallen artwork, he asked, “Why dat do dat?”…

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Domers who survived the World Trade Center attacks

By Notre Dame Magazine

William DeRiso ’97 worked on the 89th floor of the second tower as an institutional equities salesman for the investment banking firm Keefe, Bruyette & Woods. When the plane hit the first tower, most people went to the window to look. DeRiso, a former ND lacrosse player and assistant coach, started down the stairs. He said he was stopped by backed-up traffic at the 55th floor and thought about going back but then the second plane hit his building. There were 81 people at work on his floor that day, he said. Only 15 made it out alive, only one of those who had gone to the window. . . . Jimmy Dunne III

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Notre Dame Football: The Indisputable Importance of Saturday

By Kerry Temple ’74

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My heart was first broken on November 28, 1964. I was 12.

I was in the car with my dad listening to the closing minutes of the Notre Dame-USC game on the radio. It was the season finale for Notre Dame, because the school did not go to bowl games then. So Notre Dame, undefeated and ranked No. 1, was in Los Angeles for that wondrous season’s climactic face-off, and a 17-0 Irish lead had dissolved into a 17-13 cliffhanger. USC

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Threatened Are the Peacemakers

By Gil Loescher

Late in the afternoon of August 19, 2003, a suicide bomber drove to U.N. headquarters in central Baghdad. On the third floor of those headquarters, I was sitting with Sergio Vieira de Mello, the U.N. special representative in Iraq, and some senior members of his staff . The human rights expert Arthur Helton and I were there to investigate the human costs of the war in Iraq and its aftermath.…

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The Kiln's Burning Mystery

By Andrew Santella

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They are perched on folding chairs at the edge of an alfalfa field in lower Michigan, babysitting a fire.

Bill Kremer and his wife, Diane, and a bunch of their friends have been at it for a few days now, tending the big brick wood-fueled kiln that sits out behind the Kremer house. Inside the kiln is enough room for a few tons of combusting firewood and more clay pots, vases and sculptures than Kremer and his potter friends could fashion in half a year. A new shift shows up every six hours or so, to worry over the fire and feed it. Tending the fire, it turns out, is a job that requires near-constant vigilance. Not that anyone’s complaining.…

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Lost Souls

By Jeffrey Hammond

When my downstate Illinois grandmother talked about “keeping body and soul together,” she meant making enough money to put food on the table. In her day, most people assumed that God would take care of the soul. The body might starve, succumb to consumption or the flu, or be killed in an industrial accident—but the soul would live forever.…

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The Genetics of Belief

By Chet Raymo '58, '64Ph.D.

An itch for God seems to be universal. In the course of history, humans have invented tens of thousands of religions, many of which are assumed by their adherents to be the divinely revealed true faith. Atheism has always been something of an anomaly, and even the word “atheism” has God lurking within it.…

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Bush Country

By R. Bruce Dold

Two days after the re-election of President George W. Bush, London’s Daily Mirror published this cheeky headline: “How can 59,054,087 people be so DUMB?”

You might chalk that up to the usual fare of the sensational British tabloids, except in this presidential election you had the distinct impression that 59,028,550

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