Raymond Joseph Monnat, Jr

This was a sad early loss to cancer - osteosarcoma. I found a memorial card from the family recently while sifting through old papers. Knew Dennis a bit and liked him. 

Alan Jeffery Palay

I knew Dennis all through grade school. He was a close friend of mine all thoses years.

Jay Robert Franke

I came to know Dennis Pritchard in the gfall of 1964.  As I recall it, we were both in Columbia Hospital at the same time, me with a right arm in traction following a career-ending football injury, him for his evolving cancer.  This was my first exposure to the idea of death, and Dennis was remarkably calm about it.  He knew, as I recall, that he would not be among us for long and was reconciling himself to withdrawal from life. I was impressed with his dignified approach. His example has stayed with me and I would hope to emulate it when my time comes. 

Susan Jean Moss

I am so glad we have Dennis Pritchard posted on our page!  He sat behind me at Henry Clay and when my father was in the hospital, I got to see Dennis.  He really buzzed around the place, I think in a wheel chair?  Anyway, I remember him well!!

Joan Carol Molling (Tuttle)

Dennis was a dear friend of mine and I think of him often.  He was a very good and brave soul.  Rest in peace, Dennis and say hi to my husband Steve while you are up there!  Maybe he will give you a ride on his motorcycle!  Joan Molling Tuttle

Robert Woodbury John

Denny and I were good buds and I remember buying my first 45 with him in 1963.....The Trashmen doing The Surfin' Bird.  He and I listened to it 100 times.  It was so sad to see him succomb so quickly to cancer.  His mother was an angel.

Thomson Steele Abbott, Jr

I remember visiting Dennis in the hospital - I was initially there to visit Jay Franke, and snuck in to say hi to Dennis, prior to him loosing his leg.  The nurses were miffed that I was there - I don't think he was supposed to get non-family visitors (he was playing cards with fellow patients).  I also had a chance to visit him at home after the amputation - he was quick to show his agility with crutches.  I will always be confused over the death of Dennis.  His funeral at Holy Family was a full sacramental send-off, and I can remember the classes coming into the sanctuary for communion.  It was a cold, snowy February day. Mother nature was crying too. That was the first time I experienced incense - my church in Los Angeles uses it frequently, and it always brings me back to fond memories of Dennis.  His brother John was class of '65, and I remember him turning prematurely grey.  His mother was very sweet.