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But when I entered the novitiate of the Jesuits, the job of guarding her fell on my Dad. He took this very seriously. Whenever the phone rang – if it was physically possible – my Dad answered it. Ready, to censor the calls. All of the boys phoning Dorothy were very polite, except one. Pete Bradley.

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But when I entered the novitiate of the Jesuits, the job of guarding her fell on my Dad. He took this very seriously. Whenever the phone rang – if it was physically possible – my Dad answered it. Ready, to censor the calls. All of the boys phoning Dorothy were very polite, except one. Pete Bradley.

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October 8, 2015 - 10:00am

"Black Maria" prison vans hustled us 22 journalists from our detention cells  in Fort  Bonifacio and Camp Crame to the Supreme Court building on Taft Avenue.

Freeman Opinion

Pete Bradley

By AT 3:00 A.M. | By Fr. James Reuter, SJ | May 3, 2003 - 12:00am

My sister Dorothy is 14 months younger than I. So when she was a teenager, I was her official chaperon, commissioned by my Dad, and by my mother. It was natural and easy, because I liked the parties and the dances...

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