Portions: Preface

Portions: Preface

Sometime in 2007, my GP at Group Health Cooperative told me I had high blood pressure. I concluded I would die soon from a stroke or something. One of the things I wanted to do before I died was tell my sons, JD and Chad, about my life before they were born. I knew...
Portions, Chapter 1: The Seminary

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

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

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...
Portions, Chapter 4: The Peace Corps

Portions, Chapter 4: The Peace Corps

In June, 1965, I had my first plane trip. It was on a new Boeing 727. The short range jet that took off so fast it had to make a steep climb just to slow down. In my case, this was particularly helpful otherwise the plane might have overshot its landing site,...