It was graduation day, and we formed two parallel lines, just like grammar school. Governor Joe Brennan, a Cheverus High School alumnus, as we were about to become, was the keynote speaker. While we waited to make our entrance to the City Hall auditorium, Governor Joe came down our lines. He was glad-handing each of us, quickly asking our names and giving a cursory, “Congratulations Tony,” or “...Chris,” or “...Ted,” or whatever. He was so full of shit. As he approached me, I thought fast. He got to me, and I identified myself.
“Bob, sir, Bob Keeshan.”
“Congratulations Bob,” he said, shook my hand and passed by.
On my graduation day, I had told the state governor that I was Captain Kangaroo, and he bought it.