His laugh filled whatever space he occupied and you could always find him by looking for the largest group of people drinking the most booze and having the most fun. A connection? Perhaps.
|My Irish Aunts and uncles, the largest group of people drinking the most booze and having the most fun|
The ol' man was a stereotypical Irish Catholic cop from the east side of Madison with a sibling for every day of the week. He belonged to more clubs and organizations than I knew existed (Eagles, Elks, American Legion, VFW, Gun Club, Grieg Club, Army Reserve, Bowling League, Irish Dancing, County Board). When I was a kid I assumed he belonged to everything.
|Here holding the cherished wedge of honor|
He was loving and lovable, neighborly, accommodating, ethical, hard-working, affable, fun, energetic and forever taking photos.
A late Happy Birthday and an early Fat Tuesday dad, I remember when you won that wedge of cheese in our Fantasy Football League. Always a winner, this week's Say Cheese! remembers my dad, Clarence Francis Olson, a total cheeseball.