Kerry Temple '74 | Apr. 4, 2013 | Notre Dame Magazine
In these days since hearing that Mike DeCicco died, an old-time phrase keeps running through my head. “He was a Notre Dame man.”
Back in the day, in the decades before I arrived in 1970, the term “Notre Dame man” carried good weight. It was a meaningful attainment at that single-sex school, in a culture that prized masculinity and suggested its own definition of manhood and the attributes required.
Mike DeCicco embodied all that.