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• Joanne Scarborough c.1965
• Patton Swim Team Summer of 1966 Photo
• Water Wonderland Finalists #7: (Mary Lou Shefsky, Johanna Cooke, Mary Beth Ceresko, Joan Makkonen, Louise Kennedy, Joanne Scarborough, Cynthia Goyette, Tina Solis) c.1962
• The Merry Mermaids Near Windsor: (Carol Danboise, Joanne Scarborough, Mary Beth Ceresko, Joan Makkonen) c.1963
• Mermaid Medley: (Carol Danboise, Joanne Scarborough, Mary Beth Ceresko, Joan Makkonen) c.1963
• Rogue School Of Mermaids Attacks Swimmer: (Mary Lou Shefsky, Mary Beth Ceresko, Harry Hauck, Tina Solis, Carol Danboise, Joanne Scarborough, Jane Johnson, Alice Ceresko, Linda Foster, Barbara Foster, Joan Makkonen) c.1963
• Please Don't Feed The Fish!: (Carol Danboise, Harry Hauck, Joanne Scarborough, Tina Solis) c.1963
• Victorious Vixens: (Front row: Mary Lou Shefsky, Tina Solis, Jane Johnson, Back row: Mary Beth Ceresko, Joanne Scarborough, Alice Ceresko, Barbara Foster, Carol Danboise, Joan Makkonen, Linda Foster) c.1963
• Tireless Trio: (Tina Solis, Joanne Scarborough, Joan Makkonen) c.1963
• Dennis Manrique and Joanne Scarborough c.2000

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• Clodyssey Part I
• Clodyssey Part II
• HURT-PAIN-AGONY!
• What is a Sully?
• What is a Tigershark
• Slavedriver Sully

After graduating from Cooley High and placing fourth in the 200 m. breaststroke at the Nationals in 1966, I was off to college. Since there were no women's athletic scholarships back in the dark ages, I attended Central Michigan University with the help of an academic scholarship and a grant. Married in 1967, was abandoned when I became pregnant, gave birth to Bryan in 1969, and moved to Denver, Colorado, in 1970 to get some help from my sister. Attended Metropolitan State College, worked at Celebrity Sports Center, and tried hard to juggle the burdens of a single mom with no alimony or child support. (Does it sound like a soap opera, yet?) I graduated from Metro State in 1975 and began my teaching career at Skinner Junior High in Denver. Tried a bit of Masters swimming, but became more involved with indoor volleyball. After teaching with Lee Alan Hodges for seventeen years in the P.E. department, the Lord brought us together in a completely different relationship than drinking buddies and volleyball teammates on Fridays after school. We are born-again Christians, married in 1989, share three grown children and seven grand children, retired to a 6.5 acre wooded country home in Kiowa, spent four years publishing the church newsletter, started a small crafting business, love to write Christian poems and music, and travel in our trailer.

• A whole evening of repeat 200 flys right after I joined the team. I told Harry I'd never swim butterfly again! He just gave me that slow, crooked, sly grin, which meant "Yeah, right!"
• Getting lost at the 1964 World's Fair in New York. (Guess Rick and Doug weren't into baby sitting, then.) I don't even want to remember the plane ride home with Harry!!!
• Chanting the "pink elephants" cereal commercial on the blocks . . . card games and back rubs under the bleachers . . . Ralph Richards comforting me when I blew so many races in Chatauguah . . . listening to Harry's Harry Belafonte records while babysitting . . . the "Foam Fare" . . . falling "in love" . . . making white plastic "tiger shark teeth" . . . a special silver I.D. bracelet . . . tears . . . laughs . . . an experience which can neither be explained nor forgotten.
• I remember the 1966 Outdoor Nationals very well. Lee Davis was in the event immediately before mine ( I think it was the 200 fly) in the same lane. She swam for Vespers Boat Club at the time. I was so excited and was yelling and screaming and pounding on the starting block--until the officials warned me I would be DQ'd from my race if I didn't step back. I'm pretty sure Lee took first place. I swam my best, tenth fastest in the world that year, but was beaten by Claudia Kolb for third place, and missed a chance to be on the Pan American Team. Then, we were told we had to come back later for our pictures on the victory stand because a tornado was interrupting the proceedings. Ah, memories . . .

After suffering so many years with asthma and bronchitis, swimming literally saved my life. I may have been an accident-prone klutz, but I became healthy! How many welfare kids from Detroit ever got to travel as much as I did, or meet new people, or experience the realities of life in the form of winning and losing while in a safe, secure, and cooperative setting? I needed something to be "good" at, and swimming was it. It allowed me to realize the worth of hard work and determination, and also to keep trying to improve upon my own times and my own accomplishments.

Thanks so much to Ed and Company for all the hard work on the web site and to Big John Savinsky for his tracking me down and his phone calls. Thanks to Dennis for saving my kick board all these years, and "Little" Tommy Szuba for remembering me "getting on his case" oh, so many years ago . . .

There is nothing I can possibly say to Harry that could convey how deeply we, his swimmers, have been imprinted with his work ethic, determination, and persistence.  I made some dumb mistakes as a teen-ager, but the best decision I made was to join Patton.  I gained health, confidence, self-worth, and learned some pretty hard lessons about growing up.  A toast to you, Coach, as a teacher, encourager, drill sergeant, athlete, and the one and only you!!!

How can I even begin to compete with Sully in finding the right words to express my appreciation?  After all, he's the literary genius.  So I'll simply say "thanks, from Anon Y Mous."

To all, "Thanks for the memories . . . " sad and glad, the friendships and rivalries, and experiencing life in a way and time which only we Pattonites share.  We're a rather unique bunch, aren't we?

May God bless and keep you, my dear friends from my youth.  I miss you.