Kerry Temple '74 | October 13, 2014 | Notre Dame Magazine
I learned the true value of Notre Dame football during the Davie, Willingham and Weis eras.
My friends still came to the games, they still tailgated and still talked football and old times. They happily stood in line for student-grilled hotdogs, threaded their way through the bookstore, mashed forward to see the drum circle at Bond Hall.
They still paraded with the band when it stepped off on the God Quad and later went to Mass 30 minutes after the conclusion of the day’s game.
The game would be entertaining or frustrating or disappointing or uplifting. We still went out for pizza at Rocco’s and talked about football and our kids and Notre Dame and life passing.