But for a long time he stood alongside his colleagues, handing out bread and butter as people held out their trays.
O’Sullivan told me the kitchen averages 245 lunches served per day. This is up about 10 percent from last year. He also praised Leavy for “putting his considerable faith in action.” O’Sullivan called Leavy “a remarkable fellow.”
At 12:30 p.m. it was quitting time. Leavy took off his apron, picked up his cane and called Whitney Center to ask for a ride. Within a half-hour a car picked us up and brought us back to his place, where he planned to relax, take a nap and play Bach on his piano.
When I asked him if getting downtown, working and getting back was tiring, he replied with a grin, “At this age, anything makes you tired!”
Thank you for posting this Kendall, he is a parishioner at the parish I work in and simply a wonderful man. God-fearing in the best sense of the word and a true gentleman.
I remember Stan Leavy very well from my time at Yale, and we were once very close friends. This is a lovely piece and catches the man admirably. A Jewish convert to Christianity. He was a far more prominent psychoanalyst than the article knows, but it is also consistent with Stan’s humility that we might not know that.