During the ND win over Temple...

I was impressed with the play of the two members of the defense named “Hayes”.  Both Jaelin Hayes and Jay Hayes had strong performances for the Irish.  If they can keep up this level of play, particularly in putting pressure on opposing passers, they will be keys to a strong season for ND.

Seeing their names reminded me of another pair of “Hayes” boys who once appeared on the gridiron for ND.  As most of you know, I have been doing research on early (1887-1917) Notre Dame Football.  

Hayes, Arthur Timothy

b. 2/15/1881, Cincinnati, OH; 5/5/1937 (56), Cincinnati, OH.  5’11, 165.

At ND, 1894-1901.  Second of 8 children of Timothy, born in Ireland.  The elder Hayes invented a process to speed up the fomentation of yeast.  Timothy became a prominent distiller, serving as Superintendent of Millcreek Distilling Company of Cincinnati.  Art was the starting LH for the Irish in 1899 and starting LE in 1900.  He also played guard on the 1899 ND basketball team, the second ever for ND.  He worked as an accountant in the Cincinnati office of the United States Collector of Internal Revenue.

Hayes, David Vincent

b. 3/24/1896, Hartford, CT; 11/14/1956 (60), Manchester, CT.  5’8, 165.

At ND, 1916-1918+, Ph.B., Journalism-1921.  Attended Philips Exeter Academy High School, perhaps the finest private high school in the country.  The list of its distinguished alumni includes Daniel Webster; President Franklin Pierce; Amos Alonzo Stagg; Booth Tarkington; and Mark Zuckerberg, who invented something that is helping to ruin America-LOL.  Dave was the starting LE for ND, in 1917.  Served in WWI.  After the War, he was the back-up RE to All American Eddie Anderson in 1919-1920.  NFL, Green Bay Packers.  Assistant Coach (to former teammate Joe Brandy), St. Thomas College.  Advertising business, with Reuben Donnelly Company.  

Sent a letter to Fr. Joseph Burke, from his 336th Army Infantry post in France, during WWI:

Dear Father:

I well remember one day last winter when you saw me in a typewriting class you said that it looked like a contradiction to see me behind a typewriter. Now I am behind a machine gun; we shall call that the other extreme—n'est ce pas? I left school shortly after Christmas when my father died, and a little later joined the flying service of the signal corps. While awaiting my call I was drafted, and do what I might, I could not be transferred to the flying service. Three weeks after being drafted I sailed for France. France is a most picturesque country. I have been in some beautiful churches since arriving here. Only the other day I visited one which was built in the thirteenth century.  Every little town, however small, has its church, and a church not of wood but of stone. Often a little village is hidden away in a valley-or on the side of a mountain and the only way one can locate it is by the spire of its church.  I have had many experiences since I arrived over here, some of them very annoying. I have been ‘over the top’ twice; the first time I went over I certainly experienced some novel sensations. One who has never been under a barrage cannot begin to imagine the feelings of the soldier.”

The 1919 post season review of the SCHOLASTIC reported: “After tackling the Boche for a loss Dave Hayes came back to Notre Dame and not even a hip wound could keep this sturdy forward from the Hall of Fame. Two seasons ago Dave established his worth as an end and this year he has upheld the reputation of his ante-bellum days. Heavy, husky, and hard, he played his end position with such steadiness and success that he is looked upon by pigskin followers as a veritable Gibraltar. Born with the invincible Irish fight in his nature, David conducts himself with such reserve and almost reproachable modesty that his popularity with the Coach and the squad is as notable as the largeness of his heart.”

The 1921 DOME reported: “After the football season, Dave went to France for reasons that will be obvious to the reader. When he came back he had suffered injuries that made it seem impossible that he should ever play football again. With a strong determination to try, and an indomitable courage that was the very sublimation of what we call ‘the Notre Dame spirit’, Dave went out when the call for football men was issued.”  When Dave later played for the Green Bay Packers, he foreshadowed what Rocky Bleier would do fifty years later.  After Dave’s passing, Father Mathew Walsh, former Notre Dame President, traveled to Connecticut to lead the Notre Dame Club members saying the Rosary at the wake and to conduct the funeral services.  

Dave’s son became a renowned sculptor, with works exhibited all over the world.  His 25-foot tall piece, “The Griffon”, stands immediately west of O’Shaughnessy Hall.

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