Tim Russert

Tim Russert, host and moderator of "Meet ...

Tim Russert, host and moderator of “Meet the Press” (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I just finished reading Tim Russert‘s book Big Russ and Me.  I realized what what wise men both were, and how other’s in Tim Russert’s life influenced him.

They were both wise in something that just isn’t so common anymore; common sense.

Tim’s dad, Big Russ didn’t graduate high school and worked two jobs for most of his adult life without complaint.  He dealt with the cards life dealt.  He was a World War II veteran, who saw it as he had a job to do.

Big Russ taught simple life lessons.  At one of his jobs, he was dealing with a young man who did not like black people.  Big Russ teamed him up with someone.  Two weeks later, the man came over and said, “I like this guy.”  Big Russ just said quietly, “Well he’s actually colored (they used that word then), and I hope you’ve learned a lesson.

I enjoyed Tim’s stories about Canisius High School in Buffalo and the prefect of discipline, Father John Strum.  I guess this is standard with kids the world over.  The pranks pulled, the kids always think they are the first to try it.  Father Strum was on top of it more than most.  The kids tried to say they were late because the drawbridge at Republic Steel was up, Father Strum already called his buddy at the plant to confirm.  Don’t you hate when your teenage plans always seem to be thwarted?  Father Strum had eyes everywhere.  Maybe he had help. 🙂

You wanted to sneak a cigarette on the bus going home.  He got on several stops down the line.  Oops.  You wanted to go to the burlesque theater and the clerk in the booth knew the good father.  I liked the one where they tried to dodge school because of the snowstorm.  That would make a good comedy routine, especially the kid, who dove behind the counter and surfaced with an apron.

I am Jewish, so I know little about Jesuits, but my Irish Catholic wife from South Boston laughed when I told her all this.  All the stories made me miss my own Dad, who died last April.

As a message for Luke Russert, I was blessed.  My father passed when I was fifty-five years old.  I cannot imagine the idea of my Dad dying when I was in my twenties.  I always enjoyed watching Tim Russert, especially on Meet the Press.  He was taken from us too soon, but as Tim Russert said to Michael Gartner of NBC about the passing of his teenage son Christopher, sometimes that is the bargain for the time you have.

A book I will cherish and I wish it had been on my to read pile sooner.



About tucsonmike

I am originally from Brooklyn, New York and now live in Tucson, Arizona. I have discovered a passion for writing. I have five books out now, with a sixth on the way. Take a look @ my book list: The Search for Livingstone An Affair of the Heart The Search for Otzi Griffith Justice in Space. Moriarty The Life and Times of a Criminal Genius Available now on Smashwords - Amazon and Barnes and Noble As to not bore my public with just "Buy my book," I am also interested in baseball, the outdoors, art, architecture, technology, the human mind and DNA. I learned Ashkenazi Jews, of which I am one, have to lowest rate of Alzheimer's in the world. Therefore, I treat my brain as a muscle needing a workout. I enjoy good food, flirtation, beautiful women (I am happily married for thirty years), so just flirting ;) I was considered autistic when I was young, trying to figure out if I have a mild form of Aspergers and learning from that. That is for future posts. You can also see I love history. Enjoy my sarcastic silly look at the world, and making History more interesting than a textbook.
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