According to our best records, the following are members of the John Carroll Class of 1967 who have passed into eternal life. If you are aware of any other classmates who have passed away, please notify your Reunion Committee through the Contact Us page. And please feel free to take a moment and leave a brief tribute memory.
May all of our dearly departed classmates rest in peace.
Mike Cusimano, 68, died on January 3, 2018, at his home in Birmingham, Alabama surrounded by family.
A visitation will be held Saturday January 6, 2018, from 9am-11 am at Our Lady of Lourdes Catholic Church. Funeral Mass will follow at Our Lady of Lourdes Catholic Church at 11 am with burial to follow at Valhalla Cemetery.
Mr. Cusimano graduated from John Carroll Catholic High school in 1967. He was the owner of CMC Corporation in Tarrant, Alabama and worked there for 48 years. He was also an active member of Our Lady of Lourdes Catholic Church.
Mr. Cusimano is survived by his wife, Deborah Cusimano, five children, Robert Cusimano, Connie Cusimano, Nicole Thacker (Tim), Olivia Evans, Hollis Evans and Harrison Hatch. He is also survived by two sisters, Christine Hill (Rick} and Susan Norman (John), niece Katherine Norman, three nephews, Derick Hill (Tara), Andrew Hill and Elliot Norman (Jessica) and one great nephew 1 Jacob Hill.
Mr. Cusimano is preceded in death by his father Joseph Samuel Cusimano, guardians Eddie and Bernice Head and grandparents Mike and Christine Cusimano.
Pallbearers are Robert Cusimano, Richard Hatch, Brandon Evans, Derick Hill, Andrew Hill, and Elliot Norman. Honorary pallbearers are Rick Hill, John Norman and Tim Thacker.
What an amazing classmate you were. I always tried to trick you by changing my voice. It never worked! And your Ham Radio equipment...wow. Took up one wall in your room! Seeing you opperate it was quite something. So blessed to grow up with you.
From Judy Schlinkert on October 12th, 2016
We all just accepted Larry as a different guy who we protected as one of us,but probably did not realize at the time how very special he was...his parents did an extraordinary job under such difficult odds...what a pleasure knowing him!..RIP.
VINCENT, TONY died Monday, June 18, 2018, aged 69. Tony, only child of Sam and Lucille Ruffino Giangrosso, attended John Carroll High School and graduated from UAB with a BS Degree in Criminal Justice. His first job was at Pasquale's in Crestline Village, where he worked side by side with his beloved mother and aunts: Jessie Mitchell. Rosalee Gagliano, and Theresa Delpuget.
Tony lived a life of service and dedication to the Lord. He will be sorely missed and affectionately remembered by all who knew him.
Visitation will be Saturday, June 23, 12:30 - 1 :00 pm. Johns-Ridout's Mortuary - Elmwood Chapel.
Graveside service and burial in Elmwood Cemetery. May his memory be eternal.
(No flowers, please)
Published in The Birmingham News, Friday, June 22, 2018
After a long and courageous battle fighting cancer, George Leith Gustin, a resident of Helena, Alabama, passed away to his heavenly reward on April 21 at home with his family by his side. George was born in Birmingham, AL on March 15, 1949 and grew up in West End and Vestavia Hills. He graduated from John Carroll Catholic High School in 1967. George was a strong, competitive athlete as a boy and young man, excelling as a football running back, a baseball catcher, and runner in track and field. Later in life he enjoyed playing golf with his buddies. George attended Jacksonville State University and UAB. For more than 40 years he was the proud owner of Gustin Tile & Stone, a business started by his father, with an outstanding reputation throughout the area for providing quality tile and stone services. George is survived by his wife, Rosemary, sons George and Robert, step-son Tony Middleton (Nora), granddaughters Adalynn Rose and Adrienne; his brother, David Michael Gustin, and sister Lisa Gustin McCracken (Bill); and several nieces and nephews. He is preceded in death by his father, George T. Gustin, his mother, Virginia Donaldson Gustin, and his brother, Patrick Gustin. George was a devoted and hard-working husband, father, grandfather, brother, uncle, and friend. His sense of humor, ready smile, and generosity toward family and friends will be greatly missed. The family expresses their sincere appreciation to SouthernCare/New Beacon Hospice, and Visiting Angels for the compassionate care they gave to George during his final weeks. A celebration of George's life will be held on Thursday, April 26, 2018 at Prince of Peace Catholic Church, 4600 Preserve Parkway, Hoover, AL 35226, with visitation at 9:30 am, Rosary at 10:45, and Funeral Mass at 11:00. Lunch at the church to follow. In lieu of flowers, donations in George's memory may be sent to Blessed Sacrament Church, 1460 Pearson Avenue, SW, Birmingham, AL 35211. This was George's beloved childhood parish and where he practiced football for the Toy Bowl League. Coached by the Trinitarian Brothers, George always said , "In Toy Bowl I didn't just learn how to play football – I learned how to be a man."
Helen Adams Italiano, age 68, died at home surrounded by loved ones on January 25, 2018 after battling cancer for many months. Visitation will be on January 30 from 9:00 to 10:00 am followed by a funeral Mass at 10:00 am at Saint Peter's Catholic Church in Hoover.
Helen is survived by her beloved daughter, Mary Catherine Italiano; sisters, Emily Ann (Wayne), Sharon (Henry), Catherine (Alan); brothers, Robert (Janice), Joe (Teresa); many nephews, nieces, great nieces and great nephews; and cousins.
She was preceded in death by her parents, Robert and Helen Adams; nephew, Jason Hicks; grandparents, aunts, and uncles. Helen was a social worker for 36 years. She received the honor of being named Social Worker of the Year. She retired from the VA Medical.Center in Birmingham in 2017. Helen loved her family dearly, especially Mary Catherine.
She will be missed by many family members and friends. The family would like to thank her doctors, nurses, and health care workers at UAB, hospice nurses, and home health care workers for providing excellent, compassionate care. The family requests in lieu of flowers that donations be made to Joe Jackson's Dog World at joejacksonsdogworld.blogspot.com.
"To everything there is a season, & a time to every purpose under heaven; a time to be born, a time to die, a time to plant, a time to reap, a time to kill ,a time to heal, a time to break down, a time to build up, a time to weep, a time to laugh, a time to mourn, a time to dance...a time to love, a time to hate, a time of war, a time of peace..." R.I.P.,Mark
Margie and I became good bus buddies. She lived on the route from St. Aloysius in Bessemer to John Carroll. We would usually share a seat to and from school so we got to know each other quite well. I'm glad she was a part of my high school days as she was just slightly shyer than me and we both felt like misfits.
From Pat Davis on October 5th, 2016
Blessed Sacrament alum and good friend for twelve years. Really cared about people.
Ben, I have thought about you many times over the years. Charlie, Ferris and I still miss you. Rest in peace big guy.
From Ferris Ritchey on May 12th, 2017
Ben was one heck of a musician. He played trombone in the JC Marching Band. Some of you may recall The Inmates, a rock band that Ben and I, along with Don Henderson, Charles Williams, and Joe Stephen, formed about our junior year at JC. Ben was an accomplished bass player and later did recording-studio work. When at Ben's big house on Red Mountain, his parents always made you feel at home. I always did because his household was as active and loud as mine. We both came from large Catholic families. (He had seven siblings I think. Our younger brothers were also close friends.), I always thought of Ben as a cool, gentle giant. I am sure all of you share the sentiment.
From Rick Kime on February 28th, 2017
Ben was my freshman roommate at Auburn and I was truely blessed to become his friend. Ben was bright, funny, loyal and one of the best people I have ever known. He treated everyone with respect and his optimistic personality was contagious. We miss you Ben.
Frank was my closest cousin and the brother that I never had. Our mothers were sisters. Our fathers were cousins. We were roommates for 2 years. He was the Best Man in my wedding and the Godfather of my first born. I think of him often, especially during football season. He died too soon. Rest in peace, Frank. I miss you.
From Pat Davis on October 5th, 2016
Frank was just a darn good man from a very good family. The world could use a lot more people like Frank Rumore.
One doesn't know how to handle such a sadness as a teen. But you showed us with your incredible sweetness, kindness, and courage. Thank you. And thank you for fun times on that tumbling team!
From Danny Callies on October 27th, 2016
Debbie was a special gift from God and wish God would have allowed us to keep her with us longer. I moved to Alabama in 1965 our Junior year and the first few days at John Carroll, Debbie came up to me and welcomed me to JC. I have many good memories, she was beautiful, smart, had a smile the just made my day; but I remember how strong and brave Debbie was with her illness. I had made a few visits to her house during her illness and she always went out of her way to cheer me up. Rest in Peace, my dear friend.
From Bernadette Graffeo Boyd on October 25th, 2016
Debbie was one of my closest friends At JCHS. You couldn't help be be drawn to her warm smile and her sweet, kind demeanor. She excelled in academics and so looked forward to college. It was very difficult to see her bravely fight her illness during our senior year. Debbie died on March24, 1968. My daughter Nancy's middle name is Deborah after Debbie. I was very blessed to know her.
From Pat Davis on October 5th, 2016
The words grace, love and Debbie Shepherd all mean the same thing. I miss you Debbie.
From Mike Diccicco on October 1st, 2016
Debbie, I think, was the first of us to pass into eternal life. I remember her well from classes and school events — I loved her smile and cheery attitude. We went to the movies once, over near Eastwood Mall, and then we went to Shoney's. Rest in peace, my friend -- you were an important part of our class and our lives.
Randolph (Randy) Kevin Shotwell, 68, passed away on December 21, 2017 in Palm Springs, CA. Randy was born in Asheville, NC to Randolph King Shotwell and Sheila McGowan Shotwell on April 15, 1949. In 1958, the family moved to Birmingham, AL where he was schooled at St. Francis Xavier and John Carroll High before attending the University of Alabama. Randy began his professional career in 1968 with United Airlines in Birmingham (BHM) and, in 1971, transferred to Los Angeles·(LAX) where his technical prowess and capabilities were recognized and rewarded. In 1982, Randy was promoted to United Airlines Executive Offices in Chicago, IL and climbed the corporate ladder to become a Vice President for Galileo International ·an aviation technology division of United Airlines. In 2004, he retired to Palm Springs, CA. Randy was fortunate to have travelled the world and was liked by all who met him. He was intelligent, organized, charming, gregarious, had a great sense of humor, a big smile, and an even bigger heart. He was preceded in death by his father, R.K."Shotty" Shotwell, Jr., and his mother, Sheila M. Shotwell. He is survived by his brother Jeff Shotwell and brother-in-law Scott Jones, both of Palm Springs, his sister Patti Shotwell and brother-in-law Homayoun Sarvestani, and his niece, Alexandra Sarvestani, all of Cooper City, FL. There will be a "Celebration of Life" on Saturday, February 10th from 2pm-4pm at Eight4Nine Restaurant, 849 N. Palm Canyon Drive,Palm Springs, CA.
Joe Stephen, who referred to himself sometimes as the guy with two first names, was a darling to all the girls at JC (Yes, ladies, y'all were girls, not women then). Joe played trumpet and was Drum Major in the JC Marching Band. He and I, along with Don Henderson, Charles WIlliams and Ben Reyman, were in a rock band called The Inmates. I think we played a couple of sock hops in the JC gym. Joe also hosted poker games at his house, frequented by myself, Jim Phillips, Joe Levio, Mark Jiminez, Ben Schillaci, and others whose presence escapes me. Joe and I had a kinship of sorts, both being Lebanese-American. He always drove nice muscle cars and nearly got us into trouble with them.. For example, on the straight stretch of Hwy 31 just north of Valleydale Road, a car load of us were headed to buy fireworks in Shelby County. Someone said: "See what it can do Joe!" He ran it up to 138 MPH at which point we screamed slow down to keep from wetting our pants! Another time, Joe had to go to court for entering the wrong side of a road under construction, but not for the case of beer left undiscovered in the trunk. Joe and I did not stay in contact from JC graduation until a couple of years before his death. When he was ill, I visited and it was as though we were still in high school--instant friends again! He was a tough cookie, living life to the fullest right up until his death. I miss him.
Well, Jorge, what a personality you were. Always so happy. I believe you were a cheerleader at Auburn-Roll Tide- I actually went to a game there one time and you saw me and worked your way up just to visit. So cool!
From Judy Schlinkert on October 12th, 2016
Jorge's fine family was one of the originals escaping Cuba at that time ..learned so much from his experience...a terrific indivdual... xoxo...RIP.
Mary Virginia Habrat Sullivan, 68, of Birmingham passed away August 16, 2018, with her husband, Brian, and daughters. Amy and Elizabeth, by her side. Born October 11, 1949, to the late Ted and Virginia Habrat, Mary graduated from john Carroll High School in 1967 and St. Bernard College in 1971. Mary taught at St. Barnabas School for over thirty years, retiring in 2014. Mary enjoyed vacations to the beach and to Disney World with her grandchildren. Mary is survived by Brian Parnell Sullivan, her husband of 46 years. as well as her daughters Amy Sullivan Bach (Bill), Mary Elizabeth Sullivan, and grandchildren Virginia, Sophie, Charlie, and Liam Bach. Visitation will be held at the Cathedral of St. Paul on Tuesday, August 21, at 9:00 am preceding a funeral Mass at 10:00 am. lnurnment at the Cathedral Columbarium will follow. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to The Child Life Program at Children's Hospital of Alabama.
Esther Shelby Tidwell, of Indian Springs, Alabama, passed away unexpectedly Sunday, February 11, 2018 due to a tragic automobile accident. She was on her way home from visiting relatives in Mobile and attending her favorite Mardi Gras parades a few days earlier. Esther was a devoted wife, mother, and grandmother (Nini) who will be missed beyond measure. She was sweet, kind, caring, and loving. She loved spending time with family. She was born in Mobile, Alabama but moved to Birmingham with her family at a young age. She attended John Carroll Catholic High School and then Jacksonville State University where she was a Math Major. She was a respected member of the Alabama Chapter of The Appraisal Institute and held the Senior Residential Appraiser designation. She was a longtime member of Our Lady of the Valley Catholic Church, where she served on the Bereavement Ministry. She is survived by her loving husband of 48 years Lonnie Tidwell, and the cherished mother of Alan Tidwell (Beth) and Jay Tidwell (Kelley). Esther is also survived by her beloved grandchildren Madelyne, Bennett, Sarah, Emily, Anna, Julia, and Claire who she absolutely adored, and they loved their Nini so much and will miss her dearly.
Esther is also survived by her brothers Greg Shelby (Kathleen), and Richard Shelby (Pat}, plus numerous nieces, nephews, aunts, cousins, and many very close friends. She was predeceased by her parents Sam and Blanche Shelby, in-laws Alvina Pharo Tidwell-Vines and Owen L. Tidwell, Sr.
Funeral services will be at Our Lady of the Valley Catholic Church, 5514 Double Oak Ln., Birmingham, Alabama 35242 on Friday, February 16, 2018 with Rosary at 10 am; Visitation 10:30; and Funeral Mass at 11:30. Reception at the church hall to follow. In lieu of flowers, a contribution in Esther's name to the American Cancer Society would be appreciated.
Sean Sean Sean where have you gone? Lost in a haze of uncertainty clouded by Vietnam and drugs you left us here without you. Always recall rigging the sound system at Mt Brook Baptist and the laugh we had on Sunday morning.............