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Frank Fidelis Law IV
 | Frank was born on January 15, 1977 at Shore Memorial Hospital in Sommerspoint, NJ. Due to being premature, he was not breathing at birth and had to be medivacked to Atlantic City Hospital where he spent some time in an incubator. |
 | After this somewhat rough start, his health steadily improved much to his parent's joy. Unfortunately the rabbit was never heard from again. |
 | Frank had quite a penchant for taking things apart. This inquisitive nature led his parents to dress him in coveralls so he would always be ready to get down and dirty. |
 | Frank became an older brother at the young age of 3 1/2, and will forever miss the brown vinyl couches of his youth. Little did he know how much he would come to depend on his little brother. |
 | The product of catholic schooling, Frank only wore his non-clip tie for picture day. |
 | Gone are the days one could wear a mesh and foam hat to school and not receive a beating from the other kids. |
 | Not one for change, Frank has managed to keep the same haircut throughout his life. Unfortunately it would take several years before he and his brother were not dressed in identical outfits everyday. |
 | Unbeknownst to Frank, playing in the snow would prepare him for his eventual move to the midwest. |
 | A rare picture of Frank smiling while dressed for baseball, his career was marked by bunting almost every at bat. He had enough once his little brother started playing over him. |
 | Frank frequently skied the mountainous region of Pine Hill, New Jersey. Sad that his childhood mountain was turned into a level golf course. |
 | A big Denver fan for the years they were in the Super Bowl, most likely the reason he likes orange to this day. Never the same after Elway retired. |
 | Frank spent his summers at the Jersey shore. Going to the Boardwalk with his friends was a real turning point, giving him access to video games and mini-golf. |
 | The waves of the Jersey shore were not always kind, so Frank had to use his imagination most of the time. With jams and a boogie-board he could still work the ladies. |
 | Notre Dame and Duke? Schools of his future wife, was it fate or pure luck? Conspiracy, possible. |
 | Frank was never the same once his local haberdashery closed its doors forever. |
 | Frank attended Salesianum High School in Wilmington, DE for high school. At first discouraged by the lack of girl students, Frank poured himself into his studies and sports. This ability to focus came in handy in attending Notre Dame later in his life. |
 | Geary, Christian and Sammy. Frank learned a lot in high school, however the majority of his knowledge came from his friends. He is forever indebted to them for their help in his education. |
 | In a bad turn of events, Frank was forced to take his grandmother to Prom. His grandmother's leading of the conga line was the hit of the night. Thanks Nana! |
 | A picture worth 1,000 words, never was there a graduate with more confidence and promise. Freshman year at Notre Dame would certainly put him in his place. |
 | The required going off to college picture, the Lumina is missed for its spacious interior and trademark taillights. Frank is still looking for his woven leather belt. |
 | Hated and envied by all, the men of Zahm hall were a tight group. Where would this world be without people like Woofer, Crocco, Biondi, and the rest of the Rabid Bats(Fear? Zahmbies?)? |
 | The boys (sans T. Will), Frank could ask for no better group of friends. Through broomball, basketball, N64, and a general apathy, a lifetime bond was formed. |
 | Unable to make friends his own age, Frank turned to coaching boys soccer. Sadly he had more in common with his players than he did with his peers. |
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Courtney Elizabeth Schafer
| Courtney was born on October 25, 1979 at St. John's Hospital in Detroit, MI. Little did they know she would be back to help publish a report on staph infections. |  |
| In a weird twist of genetics, Courtney's feet are different sizes. This size difference contributed to her leaning over a lot as a child. |  |
| Courtney's extreme flexibility went unnoticed as a child, and she missed her chance to be an Olympic gymnast. She is forever doomed to have a desire to watch gymnastics. |  |
| Being such a shy child, Courtney's parents tried to get her to talk to anyone they could find. She wasn't fooled. |  |
| After a misunderstanding with a talent agent, Courtney's modeling career was tragically cut short. |  |
| At this age, Courtney was obviously permitted to dress herself, but we can only hope that someone else selected that hot pink visor for Ryan |  |
| Courtney attempted to learn square dancing when she heard it would soon be an Olympic sport. Alas, her different size feet held her back again. Look for her in women's curling, Toronto 2008. |  |
| The high flying life of a child star took its toll on Courtney, but she put on a good front for the public. |  |
| A star basketball player in middle school, most of Courtney's skill was attributed to the fact that she could see the whole court and through lead with those glasses. |  |
| Courtney with Patrick and her Grandma Schneider. That was one of her coolest sweaters, especially when paired with leggings. |  |
| Julie, Courtney, and Andrea going to a War Memorial Dance. With that hot Olympic '92 t-shirt, it is surprising that more boys didn't ask her to dance. |  |
| Yes Courtney is STILL in her awkward phase (to be polite). But if you hold tight she'll be out of it soon! |  |
| Courtney acquired a former peacemobile from her Grandmother and Grandfather. The stay wag was safe at any speed. |  |
| Finally having purchased contacts, Courtney could look like a normal teenager. |  |
| Nobody is quite sure why Courtney's shirt is backwards, but as a Senior you can get away with such things. |  |
| Being the only one with flowers attached to her arm, Courtney felt a little awkward all night. It didn't help that she was wearing her first communion dress. |  |
| The last graduation where Courtney would not be the shortest Schafer child. |  |
| Not knowing what she could need for her freshman year, Courtney packed everything she could find in the house. |  |
| Having arrived at college with no makeup whatsoever, Courtney was a bit alarmed to see that giant Caboodle in the background. Everything turned out ok in the end though. |  |
| Fighting Mono, Courtney was unable to walk up what seems like a really fun pile of sand. |  |
| The four Schafer children. Four you say? Four I say. To refer to Holly as anything but one of the children would be doing Courtney's soul mate a disservice. |  |
| JPW, a night to be with family, friends, and Lou Nanni. |  |
| Back in 1972 the University of Notre Dame finally went Co-ed. One stipulation was that the ladies were required to wear uniforms to keep the men from being distracted. Seems to have been a good plan. |  |
| Nothing like a little jazz hands to celebrate graduating from the University of Notre Dame. |  |
| Every Christmas time, the Schafer's paint their entire house red to celebrate the holidays. What a good looking family! |  |
| Playing for the Duke Law Sickness, Girl #2 was indispensable both for her defense and small strike zone, and because they required at least three girls. |  |
| Duke law school: where people work as hard to get a good tan as a good grade. Courtney and her friends took in not just Contracts and Evidence, but also Candlemaking and Karoke. |  |
| Thankful to finally be a laywer, Courtney could revel in the fact that every time she is asked if she is accompanied by an adult, she can now flash her bar card. |  |
| Raise the roof? Raise the Sword Fish? Courtney is always ready for a good time. |  |
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