I never had a dog in my family until I met Gretchen. She was seldom without one. When I met her she had Arthur. To be a member of the McClelland family made for a great life for a dog. Our puppies were spoiled and loved our home. Some of them were even good travelers. We had nine huggable, lovable dogs at last count.

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In January 1958 during the tail end of the fall semester at San Jose State, some fraternity guys were getting nervous about their in-house election. A pair of brothers, supported by others, were not happy about the only candidate who would be elected president for the spring semester.

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Arrived home very late last night. Good time was had. Did I mention I returned with a serious head cold? Poor Gretch had it last week in Ireland. Mine was delayed, thankfully. I am editing photos, trying to start book. [Ed’s Note: Mostly I just stole this from an email because I wanted to post the Leprechaun pic of my dad. -Steve]

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I thought that on my dad’s 80th birthday it would be appropriate to talk about the greatest dad in the world.
Then I thought, “No I should write about the best public relations guy in Sacramento.
I thought briefly that I’d spend some time discussing one of the shrewdest businessmen I know.

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