The Original Jerks

Thanks to Rolek for sharing this photo and e-mail about an original Jerk Squad Reunion last night at an undisclosed location. In the photo are the Dixons (B-Dix and T-Dix ... after all these years and even one of their weddings, it is still difficult to tell them apart in such a grainy photo) flanking Rolek and Quinn. These fine men started the Wednesday evening tradition of camaraderie and food at the Cabaret on the Marist Campus, christening it the Jerk Squad. There are many fine traditions that have been handed down through the years, and JS is one of them. There is Jerk Squad Secret Santa and of course the year-end awards with the coveted "Jerk of the Year" honor going to ... whoever it goes to. Here is Rolek's e-mail explaining the festivities ...

Thought you might like this…. Last night (on a Wednesday, of course) the Founding Fathers of Jerk Squad convened for a Jerk Squad Reunion in the City.  Like most Jerk Squad Dinners there was laughter… tears… and prolonged embraces.  Unlike Jerk Squad dinners there were actually wives and girlfriends in attendance.  Boy, we’re getting old. Despite how BDix looks in the photo, everyone is doing great.  The topic of conversation inevitably turned to Marist and how the Jerk Squad tradition remains strong seven years after its inception.  It’s only a matter of time before Jerk Squad is right up there with Yale’s Skull and Bones and Harvard’s The Pocellian Club. 

Nicely done, men. These are fine gentlemen -- lawyers, detectives, doctors, even soon-to-be priests and other esteemed members of our society -- who have made their way through Jerk Squad through the years. Of course, their old coach is not sophisticated enough to get the Yale and Harvard references above. But that's OK! Long live the Jerks.