Remembering Laura (Lori) Mire

May 29, 2008

I received the following email from Amie Murray over the Memorial Day weekend regarding the passing of one of our own classmates, Laura (Lori) Mire. Though it has been nearly seven years since Lori's death, I, perhaps like many of you, am just hearing the tragic news for the first time.

Amie wanting to pay special tribute to Lori, our classmate and her childhood friend, wrote the following which she would like to share with us all.


Dear Classmates,
Although it has been almost 7 years, I thought it would be nice to remember one of our classmates who was lost to us. Lori was a great friend since our time in junior high. In ninth grade her mom brought us to the first dance of the year, and I watched “Top Gun” for the first time with her and her family. As I sit and type this, I am flooded by memories of our times together and little things that one would think would be forgotten like how her mom would fry an egg every morning for their dog. We sang “You Gotta Fight…” by the Beastie Boys in front of her bathroom mirror. Her father’s family was from out near Lafayette, so we went off to USL together. We were supposed to room together, but we were given different dorm assignments. We still got matching comforters and room decorations in the style of the early nineties—black, red, and white. We had many great nights partying in Lafayette and found out that in that parish they really don’t sell alcohol on Sunday after 2:00 A.M. (Blue Laws…go figure). I remember when she tried to teach me to play the piano. However, I will always be most grateful to her because she brought me with her to CCD at St. Margaret Mary Church, and she taught me to pray the Rosary. I still have two wooden rosary beads she gave me. Now that I am a full Catholic and teaching in our Catholic High School, I would hope that she is smiling down feeling some responsibility for setting me on this path. Thank you, Lori, for touching my life.
Love--Amie





Laura (Lori) Ann Mire Dorsa
A native of Slidell and a resident of Hammond for two years, died Saturday, Aug. 4, 2001, at North Oaks Medical Center, Hammond, after a courageous battle with muscular dystrophy. Her love and zeal for God, for His church and for His people, made a lasting impression on all those who were touched by her warmth, sincerity, kindness and joy. She is survived by her loving husband, John Thomas Dorsa Jr.; parents, John M. and Kathleen Minnaert Mire, Slidell; a brother, John Andrew Mire, Slidell; grandparents, Ethel Robert Mire, Slidell, and Carol K. Minnaert, Diamond Head, Miss.; father-in-law and mother-in-law, Mr. and Mrs. John T. Dorsa Sr.; and by many aunts, uncles, cousins, dear friends and other relatives. She was a homemaker and a 1990 graduate of Northshore High School, Slidell. She was a parishioner of St. Joseph Catholic Church, Ponchatoula, where she was founder of the St. Vincent de Paul Society, founding member of the Embraced Youth Group at St. Margaret Mary Church, Slidell, disciple of the National Reach retreat team for one year, and recipient of the CYO Award in 1988.
Obituary published in The Advocate (Baton Rouge) on: 8/7/2001

Graduation: Our Final Act

May 21, 2008

On May 21, 1990 at eight o’clock in the evening with our families, friends, and teachers in attendance we anxiously awaited to hear our name called. One by one we each climbed the final four steps up to the platform before grasping our diplomas and becoming graduates of Northshore High School.

By the end of the ceremony, the Class of 1990 would go down in history as the sixth class to graduate from Northshore High. With 175 graduates we were also the largest class in the school's short history.

Here's a look back at our Graduation ceremony:

Part I




Part II



Part III



Part IV


For some graduation marks an ending, while others view graduation as only the beginning. No matter how you look at it, I look back fondly on our graduation night knowing that it was an accomplishment we all shared together. Sadly that same night would be the final time we would all be together as one.

Now, its obvious my G.P.A. wasn't high enough for me to be able to give an official speech at our graduation...but unknown too many I did in fact have a small role at our graduation. It seems a poem I wrote in the back of a fellow classmate's Senior Year Memories book caught the attention of a few other classmates. Much to my surprise Gabrielle Davis approached me about actually reading it at graduation during her welcome address. Reluctant and embarrassed at first, I finally agreed to let her use it only if she didn't give my name. Written my sophomore year, I never guessed it would be something that would be seen or heard by so many. Looking back, I'm flattered and thankful that she thought so much of it that she wanted to share it with our entire class.

As I edited our graduation video, I could not help but wonder to myself what happened to our fellow classmates. Where has life taken everyone since our graduation night? Despite the best efforts of the reunion committee not every classmate could be located in 2000, while other classmates were unable to attend our 10th year reunion. Many of you that have discovered the class blog have taken the time to sign the guestbook, while only a handful of classmates have sent in a classmate update. I would like to encourage every classmate to send in a brief update. Don’t keep putting it off. As you can tell, I’ve begun using some of the same old high school photos repeatedly throughout the blog. Hint! Hint! I’m running low on photos.

If any of you have old HS photos you would like to share with the rest of us, you may email them directly to me at the class blog email address: nhsclassof90@comcast.net or you may choose to use a web based slide show creator (Slide.com or Photobucket) like the ones that appear on the class blog homepage. Once you have your slide show setup, email me the embed code and I can post your slide show to the blog.

I hope to hear from all of you soon.
-Brett