My dad. A man content with golfing with his buddies at the Fox Valley Golf Club on Thursdays, bowling for Simon’s Cheese Co. as “Shorty” on Wednesday nights, and howling with the other retired guys at the coffee shop each morning. He was intensely proud, yet quiet about his service in WWII. “I heard that we had entered the war, so closed my textbook and went down to sign up with the other guys.” By trade he was an accountant…
Blog Day of the Dead (Dia de los Muertos) 2012 - The Dinner Table
Clarence P. O’Connor (1919-2003)
November 7, 2011
