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Streakers, Sprinklers and Colorful Escapades at ND

10/23/2011

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In 2002, a dear friend of mine, Sister Jean Lenz, OSF, one of my most inspiring professors at the University of Notre Dame, wrote and published a delightful book, Loyal Sons & Daughters: A Notre Dame Memoir, about her years as an administrator, theology teacher, mentor, minister and alumna of the University. Thankfully, she listened to the countless fellow Golden Domers who urged her to "get these stories into print, otherwise they will all be lost." 

Now at 81, after a long, healthy life, Sister Jean is facing serious health issues. Two weeks ago when my husband, Jim, daughter, Elaine, and I were in South Bend, Indiana to visit my parents, celebrate my father's 85th birthday, and to cheer ND on to a victory over Air Force, I spent some time with Sister Jean. She's still telling amazing stories filled with wisdom, honesty and humor. And I'm grateful to have so many of her best stories preserved in her book. 

In 1972, after 125 years as an all-male institution, ND threw open their doors to women. As rector of Farley Hall, Sister Jean had a front-row seat at a pivotal moment in ND history. I arrived in 1974 and took a class from her, The Gospels of Christ. After that, we became good friends. When Jim and I got married, we asked Sister Jean to give the homily at our wedding, and she did a terrific job sharing comical stories of our early courtship and reflecting on the mystery of married love.

A good memoir makes me laugh and cry, and I did both reading Sister Jean's book. As a pioneer of coeduation at ND, she dealt with some impossible situations, such as streakers, "brave marauders of spring," arriving outside her all-women dorm near midnight as she graded theology papers: "I suddenly heard the disturbing , heavily-throated chant, 'Farley, Farley, Farley.' . . . I swung the door open toward the crowd that was an arm's length away, only to discover some hundred young men ready to charge the hall in their birthday suits." Cupping her hands around her mouth, she shouted at the top of her lungs, "You're not coming in here dressed like that!" They dove into the nearest bushes and jumped behind bicycles, peeking through the spokes of the wheels. Recently, the father of a current ND student admitted to Sister Jean that he was one of those streakers, she told me with a grin.

In her epilogue, Sister Jean tells the story of a memorable midnight moment. On a sweltering hot June night, there was a knock on the door. Amalia, a young scholar, "overwhelmed with organic chemistry and the heat" asked "'Would you run through the sprinklers with me? I heard them swish on outside, but I don't want to go alone.' For a moment I stood still with a stare and an open mouth. Then I simply closed the door behind me and we left the building laughing. 

"There was a great full moon in a hazy southeastern sky that night. I felt a touch of mysticism in the air. We ran south, taking the long way around the Peace Memorial through great sprays of water that arched every which way over the sidewalks, into our faces, and over our bodies. Then we ran north...catching a glimpse of the Dome." Finally, they arrived back at Farley--"drenched, laughing, out of breath, a bit exhausted, and so refreshed." Sister Jean has come to see that moment as "a fitting image of my years of ministry at Notre Dame. Having lived almost thirty years in Farley Hall, there are quiet moments late at night in all kinds of weather when I feel drenched in laughter or sorrow, out of breath, a bit exhausted, or so refreshed."

A good memoir has insight and drama, and Sister Jean's memoir is chock full of both. She is also totally honest, humble and open-hearted as she shares this unusual slice of ND history. Many excellent writers have technical skill, but it's these qualities of the spirit reflected in Sister Jean's words that make this memoir so compelling.

What are some of your favorite memoirs? What makes them rise to the top of the list?
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Dana Yost
10/24/2011 12:55:46 pm

I agree, Marianne, about the qualities of a good memoir. The big thing is honesty, even if memory falters as someone writes a memoir toward the end of their life, you want them to recall things with the intent of honesty, even if some facts elude them. Much better than embellishment or leaving things out. Some memoirists will do research on events and people, even when they were at the events themselves, to get the details right. Others write about how they remember the events -- that sometimes leads to actual better writing, but it's there that you want the memory to be as honest as possible.

One of my favorites is "The Boys of Summer," by Roger Kahn. It is ostensibly about the Brooklyn Dodgers of 1952 and 1953, which Kahn reported on as a young New York sportswriter, but it is also a coming-of-age memoir of Kahn's early life -- remarkably insightful and unsparing in self-scrutiny (although he whacks a few of the people he didn't get along with). Another is Hemingway's "A Moveable Feast," although there it's hard to tell if he's making some things up - but he does seem to be trying to be true to the sense of memory.

Another is "Surely, You're Joking Mr. Feynman," by the great physicist Richard Feynman, which is actually light on science and heavy on humor, which makes it very readable. It does tackle with humor and seriousness how a young mind develops, how curiosity should be encouraged and nurtured.

One I'd like to read is the autobiography by Katherine Graham, the longtime publisher of the Washington Post. It came out a couple years ago and won the Pulitzer shortly before she died after a head injury from a fall.

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Marianne Murphy Zarzana
10/24/2011 01:22:20 pm

Thanks so much for your reflections on the importance of honesty in memoir and for sharing some of your favorite memoirs.

I'd like to read the Feynman memoir--sounds great. And the Graham autobiography would be fascinating too, one I'd probably recommend to my journalism students.

Here are some more of my favorite memoirs: "Tuesdays with Morrie" by Mitch Albom, "Running with Scissors" by Augusten Burroughs, "An American Childhood" by Annie Dillard, "Don't Let's Go to the Dogs Tonight" by Alexandra Fuller, "Eat, Pray, Love" by Elizabeth Gilbert (I didn't want to leave Italy and all that great food!), "The Road from Coorain" by Jill Ker Conway, "Bird by Bird" by Anne Lamott, "Angela's Ashes" by Frank McCourt, "Dakota: A Spiritual Geography" by Kathleen Norris, "Are You Somebody: The Accidental Memoir of a Dubliner Woman" by Nuala O'Faolain.

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    I love to play with words. To capture moments on the page. To explore the physical and spiritual geography of what I call "fly-over country." I write from imagination, observation and my own experience of wandering in fly-over country--the literal, physical spaces of my life on the Minnesota prairie and the inner territory of the soul. 

    I teach writing at Southwest Minnesota State University in Marshall, Minnesota. I enjoy cooking and traveling with my husband Jim, reading, practicing yoga, playing tennis, biking, hiking and gardening.

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