Ralph, thanks for posting. I had to chuckle as I read through the article and comments and remembered the kid I went to Blessed Sacrament school with. Somewhere in this desk I have a photo of Rich and myself standing together in a line of other soon-to-be-fallen saints at our First Communion. Our hands are piously pointed upward toward a God who would hopefully be understanding. And evidently He was. I didn't see Rich after high school, but would read about he and his brother from time to time. Two things stuck out in the story that I can verify never changed from the time he was 5 years old: 1. that slow gravely voice, and 2. his helpfulness and good manners.
He got appointed to the police force when he was only 6 years old??? Cool! Talk about a young and impressionable cop. Probably did the undercover work as a plant when the lunchboxes were being stolen from the 1st grade room at Kernan, in 1950, hahahaha!
He was a rookie in the late 60's silly! I wouldn't tell your age, but you already told us when you graduated from UFA, and about hanging at Schoolview in 60. Sorry about that, ya old fart, ahhaahha! I am just a puppy compared to you and Stemmer!hehehe!