


Portions, Chapter 1: The Seminary
“Dig that man with the crazy tan; he’s our Dan from the Irish clan.” Frankie Warner made that up. It was a poster of a big-eared, freckle-faced eighth -grader who was running for class president. It hung at the back of the class room in St. Anne’s Parish school, Queen...
Portions, Chapter 2: Seattle University
Seattle University was a new environment after the seminary, but I soon gathered my buddies in the Chieftain cafeteria. My Dad would drive me to school from Queen Anne Hill on his way to work. We left early so he could attend mass at St. Joseph’s before he went to...
Portions, Chapter 3: Family Ties
My Dad died in 1964. He had gone to Group Health Hospital up on 15th street to pass a gallstone. I saw him after it had passed. It was very odd to see my Dad in a hospital bed. He was a big man, strong, a worker. He was not meant to lie in a hospital bed. When I left...