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The 1?rosecijting Attorney
By John Genln
One of the great things about growing up in Hancock County is the abundance of wonderful and interesting characters that cross your path and guide and influence your life. I thought of this recently when I read in the paper that Dr. Marion J. Wolfe Sr. died in New Orleans at the age of 90.
If you were born or raised in Hancock county and are over the age of 30 you almost certainly have come in contact with Dr. Wolfe. In fact, there's a fair chance that the first face you looked at as you left the warmth of your mother's womb belonged to Dr. Wolfe. I used to tell him that's why his deliveries always cried as they were born.
After my parents died, I spent my high school years as a boarding student at St Stanislaus. I guess you could call me a product of St Stanislaus and the good Brothers of the Sacred Heart - a fact I'm sure you'll never find in their, recruiting brochures or advertisements. Doc Wolfe was the school doctor and spent a great deal of his time around the campus. He would see sick students in the school infirmary for an hour after breakfast, lunch and dinner, was on call for emergencies and attended all school sporting events in case of injury.
When I was a sophomore an opening became available ? for a student to work in the infirmary. It was a prized job among the boarders. Let me explain. Unlike today, back then the high school boarders had to go to bed at 9:30 and slept in row after row of steel framed beds two feet apart in a large un-air conditioned dormitory. Anywhere between 85 and 100 students slept in one large open room. There was coughing, sneezing and snoring and on two weeks a night beans were served for supper, but I won't go into that. A job in the infirmary meant an air conditioned room, no set bedtime, use of a TV, a well-stocked ice box and a quiet place to sleep.
Doc Wolfe wanted a sophomore who he could train and who was likely to stay with the job for three years 'till graduation. A bunch of us applied and the list was narrowed down to three; Tugwell, Weaver and myself (Isn't it funny how you can remember names from thirty years-ago but can't remember someone you met yesterday). The three of us spent two weeks tripping over each other and trying to please Dr. Wolfe every time the infirmary was open. We didn't -think he'd ever choose and frankly we were getting sick and tired of being on our best behavior that long.
I was sitting in class one afternoon when the principal came over the intercom and said for Tugwell, Weaver and Genin to report to the infirmary. When we arrived, Doc
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