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|Height: 6||Weight: 180 lbs.||Alumni Status: 1968, BA English|
|Location: Lawton, Oklahoma (for now)||Favorite Baseball Team: Detroit Tigers|
|Natural Enemies: Anybody who doesn't like Notre Dame|
|Athletic Ability:||JV high school baseball. Played first base. Good field; no hit.|
|Sartorial Style:||Jeans and polo shirts whenever possible. Work cramps my sartorial style.|
|Favorite Beverage and Consumption Freq:||Milk--half gallon a day. Killian's Irish Red beer--usually one a day. (This need to be amended. I switched to lite beer because I'm a getting an unsightly paunch. Amended again: No beer because the paunch has morphed from unsightly to grotesque.) Jameson's Irish Whiskey--one or more shots after each ND win.|
|Political Philosophy:||I do not favor capital punishment. I think some kind of gun control is needed. Abortion is wrong in my opinion. Help for the needy is good. But we should change the term from Unemployment Benefits to Unemployment Assistance. Also, deadbeat dads who confiscate said assistance for their own purposes should be smacked. So, I don't know what the hell my philosophy is.|
|Religious Philosophy:||Roman Catholic. My wife and I go to Mass almost every Sunday. (We're not too good on the holy days, however.) I think we instilled in our three grown kids the importance of following the teachings of the Church.|
|Musical Favorites:||Standards from the '50s, classic rock and Motown from the '60s, CSN&Y stuff from the '70s. Then I got married and became musically illiterate.|
|Favorite Quote from an ND Coach:||"Okay, girls, let's go."
Knute Rockne, I believe, said this to his team immediately before the start of the second half after an awful first half against an inferior opponent. If I have the story right, they were the only words he spoke in the locker room at halftime.
|Miscellaneous Data:||My father was the best man I have ever known. Though not an ND alumnus (or a graduate of any college), he loved Notre Dame more than his life. He and my mother made many sacrifices so I could go to ND. He died on January 7, 1987. I still miss him.
I despise anyone who would denigrate a Subway Alum.