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• Western High School All-City Team 1963(Dennis Manrique, Craig Dwyer, George Saldana, Coach Gunnerson, Mark Manrique, Rick Skarbo, Jim Nagy)
• Michigan State Water Polo Team: Dave Dixon, Ron Pohlanski, Mark Manrique, Dennis Manrique c.1965
• Masters National Champions: John Hershey, Dennis Manrique, George Runciman c.1980
• Pan Pacific Masters Water Polo Team 40-45 yrs: Dennis Manrique, Mark Manrique, Ron Pohlanski, Dave Pohlanski, Allen McDaid, Bo Rhudy, George Runciman, Rick Skarbo, Ken Karasik c.1988
• Dennis Manrique 1997
• The Photo-Booth (Tom Sulivan and Dennis Manrique) c.1962
• 1962 Western High Team Photo #1 (Front row: Jim McNairy, Dennis Manrique, George Saldana, Rick Skarbo, J. Bean, John Stebila, Eddie Baird; Second row: Mike Benedict, , J. Connor, Tom Marudas, Jim Nagy, Salvador Prado, Frank Bernoudy, Craig Dwyer, Wilbur Gunnerson)
• 1962 Western High Team Photo #2 (Top row: Dennis Manrique, Mike Benedict, Wilbur Gunnerson, Jim Nagy, Frank Bernoudy, Jim McNairy, J. Bean, Craig Dwyer, John Stebila, Salvador Prado; Bottom row: Tom Marudas, Eddie Baird, Rick Skarbo, George Saldana, J. Connor)
• 1963 Western High Team Photo (Top row: Rick Skarbo, Unknown, Unknown, Jim Nagy, George Saldana, Mark Manrique, Dennis Manrique, Wilbur Gunnerson; Bottom row: Unknown, Topper Moosekian, Frank Bernoudy, Craig Dwyer, J. Connor, Unknown, J. Bean)
• Patton Team Photo: (Bottom row L to R: Harry Hauck Jr., Laura Frost, Mark Manrique, Linda Foster, Unknown, Barbara Foster; Top row L to R: John Savinsky, LaJune Rodgers, Ed Picard, Lee Davis, Tom Sullivan, Carl Boyd, Harry Hauck, Dennis Manrique, Monty Blashill, Rick Skarbo, Scott Blashill, Ron Boyd, Jim McNairy) c.1962
• Stretch, Dennis! Stretch!: (Dennis Manrique) c.1962
• Wake up Ron!: (Jim McNairy, Ron Boyd, Monty Blashill, Dennis Manrique) c.1962
• Can Superman Fly Without His Cape?: (Rick Skarbo, Dennis Manrique, Pete Adams, Ray Ferguson) c.1963
• The Detroit White Sox: (Sue Spilski, Marcy Snyder, Mark Manrique, Unknown, Unknown, Unknown, Unknown, Larry Dalton, Ed Picard, Fred Johnson, Dennis Manrique, Marion Abbott, Rick Skarbo, Richard Szuba) c.1962
• Look Out Harry, It's "The Hand!": (John Westcott, Jay Osrowske, Dennis Manrique, Harry Hauck) c.1962
• Beehive Hairdos Popular With Martian Team: (1st row: Unknown, Lori Davis, Bobby Allred, Harry Hauck Jr., Diane Allred, Barbara Foster, Johnny Allred, Gary Davis, Unknown; 2nd row: Ed Picard, Mark Manrique, John Savinsky, Doug Webster, Carl Boyd, Rick Skarbo; 3rd row: Dennis Manrique, Lee Davis, Joan Makkonen, Mary Louise Abbey, Lynn Makkonen, Leslie Taliaferro, Vivian Carozzo, Linda Foster, Unknown, John Stewart; 4th row: Ron Boyd, Pete Adams, Harry Hauck, John Westcott, John Powser, Jim McNairy) c.1961
• Sul•ly (sul'lee) n. 1. Irish sobriquet for one who is sullen: (1st row: Dave Dixion, Dave Wendler, Tom Sullivan, Dennis Manrique; 2nd row: Mark Manrique, Rick Skarbo, Harry Hauck, Ron Boyd, George Saldana) c.1963
• Play Ball!: (Tom Sullivan, Dennis Manrique, Rick Skarbo, Carl Boyd, Ed Picard, Jim McNairy, Monty Blashill, John Savinsky, Ron Boyd) c.1961
• Looks Like Patton Won Again!: (Mark Manrique, Doug Webster, Dennis Manrique, John Westcott, Harry Hauck, Stan Johnson, John Stewart, Ron Boyd, John Savinsky) c.1962
• Musical Chairs: (Richard Szuba, Dennis Manrique, Marion Abbott, Ron Boyd, Joan Makkonen, Mary Jo Szuba, John Hollinger, Mrs. Allred, Mr. Allred, Mrs. Szuba, Harry Hauck, Ed Picard, John Savinsky, George Saldana, Mark Manrique, Fred Savinsky, Sue Spilski, Lynn Makkonen, Bobby Allred, Diane Allred, Barbara Foster, Lee Davis, Jeanie Sherk, Mary Lou Shefsky, Tommy Koch, John Westcott) c.1962
• Wanna Dance?: (Fred Savinsky, David Sahagian, Joan Makkonen, Ron Boyd, Dennis Manrique, Stan Johnson, John Hollinger, Richard Szuba, Sue Spilski, Harry Hauck, Frank Toomey, Vivian Carozzo, Tom Sullivan, John Westcott, Lynn Makkonen, Mark Manrique, Tom Szuba, Tom Koch, Fred Johnson) c.1962
• Dennis Manrique and Joanne Scarborough c.2000
• John Savinsky, David Sahagian, Ed Picard, Harry Hauck, Craig Dwyer, Dennis Manrique c.2000
• Chowhounds-Tom Sullivan and Dennis Manrique c.2000
• Polo Patriarchs (Harry Hauck, Ron Boyd, Richard Dixon, Tom Sullivan, Joe Mueller, Mark Manrique, Dennis Manrique) c.2000
• Reunion Committee (Dennis Manrique, Craig Dwyer, John Savinsky, Ed Picard, David Sahagian) c.2000

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Some things I remember:

• "Abdul" Sahagian - Towel wrapped on his head and stripes on his butt from the sun burning through his tank suit singing Ahab the A-rab
• Looking across the equipment room at Powser with blue lips and grease all over his body while we waited the next set at Brennen. Water temp - 64 degrees
• Hurling contests behind the Brennen bleachers while on weed patrol
• Fishing the guard tower out of the pool on Labor Day while Mike R. is mooning us (I think I still have that picture somewhere)
• Bets on pulling victims from the water
• Ron Boyd doing curls with a park bench
• Load Limit 500 lb sign over stall in guard room
• Ed, Fergy and me canoeing down the Au Sable (I believe you actually caught a trout will trolling) and sleeping on the beach of Lake Huron. Some kids woke us up and Fergy told them to leave us alone because we were escaped convicts.
• Camping with the team on Lake Huron and playing Capture the Flag with Hawk, Sully, and Ed on my team.
• The time we were working out at Belle Isle and the police were trolling for a body. We had just finished a set between the docks and I went to stand up only to place my feet on the back of a scuba diver. Of course I thought it was the body until he started moving. Talk about almost having a heart attack!
• Fergy eating peanut butter and relish sandwiches so that no one would steal his lunch and we didn't!
• In May of 1962 while we were at West Point for the Jr. National AAU Indoor Water Polo Championships and having some spare time, "Hawk" gave us a choice of going into New York City for the afternoon or climbing the side of this cliff. Thinking we were going to be in the car again on another infamous Hawkmobile ride--bodies packed three high and visibility zero through cigar smoke (it was 50 miles away)-- we opted for the cliff. Who actually went with us has kind of blanked out of my mind either because of trauma or old age-- maybe both. At first the rocks were big and easy to climb but as we got higher it began to get tricky and then downright terrifying! Nudging up inch by inch in tennies and shorts and searching for anything to put your feet on and crevices to put your fingers in was reeee-ally interesting. Up to this point I had been arachnophobic but as I clung to any crack in the rocks that I could and spiders crawled over my hands there was no way I was going to let go or brush them away. How high was this cliff? Well at one point we were watching a plane go by at eye level, that's when we knew there was no turning back. It was a long way down and looking for those foot and hand places, going down feet first did not appeal to any of us at that time. At one point I remember thinking of how I would have to tell my mom that instead of the three sons she had when we left she now had two. Later when I told my brother Mark what I was thinking he indicated that he was preparing his own explanation of my demise for when he got home.When we finally reached the top we found that it was an easier yet tough walk through trees and large boulders down the other side. We laid there on our backs thanking any and all of the dieties we could think of and wondering why and what possessed us to do something that insane. It was at that time that the Hawk shouted out "Well who's ready to head back down?" With sideways glances at each other while we were still on our backs I believe I heard Savinsky mumble an obscenity in the direction of the voice and all was silent. It was the only time I believe there was almost a full mutiny on the team. That is, everyone except McNairy. As we all started the scenic route down, Harry and Jim headed back the way we came. We reached the bottom and came around to the cliff side in time to see them slowly moving towards a dead-end that they couldn't see. We yelled to them but they were too high up to hear us. We sat about an hour waiting for them to reach the bottom. I give Jim a lot of credit for that, but then again I don't know how long he'd been in therapy before that or for that matter since. I talked to Harry the other day and in remembering the Patton days and swimming for him I said, "You know Harry we would have climbed the side of a mountain for you." Then I thought about it and said , "Hey wait a minute-- we did!."