Dear Classmates,

In anticipation of our milestone 50th Reunion, enjoy this musical remembrance of our professors, lyrics compliments of clever members of the Class of 1966.

Make sure to register for our reunion (online registration ends tomorrow), and add your name to our class donor honor roll by making a contribution to our class gift. If you would like to make a Dean's Council gift starting at $2,500, please know that all Dean's Council donors are invited to an intimate reception with Vincent Rougeau, the dean of the Law School, prior to our special Half-Century Dinner on Saturday night at The Ritz-Carlton. 

View the Reunion Brochure for weekend event details. If you have any questions about registration or our class gift, please contact Ben Ligas, assistant director of leadership giving, at 617-552-4379.

Lastly, it is with a heavy heart that we share the sad news of the passing earlier this month of our classmate, Ted Welburn. Ted was married to his wife, Marsha, for 51 years and practiced law in Boston until his passing. Ted was on our Hope-to-Go list for our reunion this weekend, and though not physically present, his spirit will be with us. Read more about Ted's life.

With warm regards,
Your Class of 1968 Reunion Committee
Hon. Jack Connor, Jeffrey Somers, Jim Champy, Martin Michaelson, Ned Holland, and Sam Spencer

The Battle Hymn of our Professors

BC Law faculty, circa 1961. Standing from left: James W. Smith; Joseph F. McCarthy, Registrar, later Assistant Dean; Francis J. Nicholson, S.J.; Richard G. Huber; Emil Slizewski; Stephen G. Morrison, Librarian; Richard S. Sullivan; William F. Willier. Seated, from left: Cornelius J. Moynihan; Wendell F. Grimes; Robert F. Drinan, S.J., Dean; John D. O'Reilly, Jr.; John A. Tobin, S.J., Student Counselor; Kenneth B. Hughes. 

The Class of 1966 Senior Dinner featured a medley of popular tunes with lyrics written by six class members. The singing roast was a delight to the faculty and the students. Here is one of the songs sung to "The Battle Hymn of the Republic" – close your door and hum along! 

Our eyes have seen the glory of the course called T&E 
From spendthrift trusts to wills that are drawn holographically
We learned to shun all interests in perpetuity 
Cold sweats and writers' cramp. 
Glory, glory, E. Slizewski. Super-teacher tried and true-ski.
All second year is in your noose-ki. Just a C, no 2nd look. 


Vaudevillian from Virginia, he has joined our teacher troops 
Corporations, we have learned, are Fascist-ridden groups. 
And LBJ illegally makes Congress jump through hoops. 
No law, but lots of laughs.
Glory, glory, Arthur Berney. In politics he is left-turney.
A course with him's a comic journey. No law, but lots of laughs. 


The way to learn the UCC this year we're told is this. 
Just hibernate and read the code and buddy, you can't miss. 
But any law we've learned this year has been by osmosIs. 
Ten months on Article 2.
Glory, glory Hart and Willier. Your heavy books could not be sillier 
Gentlemen, we've had our fill o'yer. We'll get it from the bar review. 


The course in Property once fell to C. J. Moynihan 
Thank heaven we have all been spared the blood bath that he ran. 
Huber taught us Property - a reasonable man
Just join the Navy and the 4-H club. 
Glory, glory Richard Huber. An Iowan who is no rube-er.
More entertaining than the tube-er. Tho he never does reach easements. 


J.R. & M.P. Equity is taught in crusty quips.
By kind Professor Sullivan, the law school's Mister Chips.
He lays out homey maxims and some are really pips.
But Equity induces sleep. 
Glory, glory Richard Sullivan. Tho Equity is deadly dull-ivan.
Your pearly blurbs and chestnuts we can mull-ivan. When Equity induces sleep. 


Sandy Fox taught half the class our first year at BC 
A criminal must be arrested constitooshnalee 
Ax murderers and rapists must be treated courteously 
Or Earl Warren sets them free.
Glory, glory Sanford J. Fox. A criminal must get no hard knocks.
They leave upon his psyche trauma pocks. And Escobedo sets him free. 


Crimes was also taught that year by Ken-ee-ley S.J. 
At bread and butter elements he'd hammer every day
Non-violence went out the door when marks he did display
We were overcome. 
Glory Father Bill Kenealy, the fate of many he did sealy.
By lib-ral use of the big D-Iey we were overcome. 


Let's raise our cups to Father Nick, the nice guy of the year 
With ready smile and gentle word, he makes the renvoi clear 
This next line should be cutting but instead we'd like to cheer 
The nice guy of the year.
Glory, glory Father Nick-olson. Never does he try to stick-olson.
The unprepared with verbal kick-olson. The nice guy of the year. 


To learn about our professors' journeys over the past 50 years, click on their names in the song.

See you at our milestone reunion this weekend!

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