In loving memory of my father, Thomas P. Doohan, Sr. Ph.d, retired superintendent of schools, Montana. Born and raised in Anaconda, Montana and lived in many places!
Father of six, taught many, loved deeply. I always thought of him as the "pied piper"... he was so charismatic. Wherever he was, he always had the whole room in his spell in very short order, and then he kept them as followers and friends. He lived very large and was bigger than life. He wanted to do it "all" and to be honest, he pretty nearly did.
"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!” -Jack Kerouac
My son singing...and some journal pages
My son Luke performed a cover of The Tide by The Spill Canvas at his high school talent show on Friday. Fortunately, one of his friends made a decent recordi...