One thing that ALWAYS impressed me about Mike Toole was that he didn't go to college until he was about 40 years old.
opsimathy
Rare. 1. a late education.
2. the process of acquiring education late in life.
Memories: We stayed in Arlington on or just off of Glebe Road when we visited him. I remember his dog, Calhoun. He was a german shepherd and he loved branches. I mean, he didn't care for sticks. I remember how he carried around these big branches. We didn't throw sticks or branches, he just carried them, dragged them around the yard with his mouth. He was a dog to remember.
We went to The Torpedo Factory while we waited for him to join us for lunch. I also remember hanging around the courthouse square the particular day. It was a sun shiney day. Not particularly hot. Perhaps it was a spring vacation. There were statues and informational signs (for lack of a better word at this time). I have a recollection of a room in that courthouse on the square. A big desk. Was it Uncle Michael's Desk? Or was that actually a Judge's bench in a courtroom? Indeed, I recall a giant round emblem on the wall behind that big desk. I was impressed. I thought it was Uncle Michael's desk.
Friday, July 31, 2009
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