 His father was a stevedore, a longshoreman in those days. My father grew up in those circumstances in Greenwich Village. In other words, his father, the boxer, Gene Tunney. In those days, that was a 1910s for an Irish Catholic to be able, in one lifetime, to leap from Greenwich Village, New York, to Greenwich, Connecticut, by marrying a lady from Greenwich, Connecticut, and then moving in for 50 years...