God Bless the O’Keefe Family…”Time to get up, Irish” he would say, grabbing me sometimes by the shirt collar to get me out of be
James O’Keefe Sr.
September 1th, 1929 – January 20th, 2015
In Breakthrough, I tell the a story about how my grandfather restored an old carriage house by borrowing someone’s else’s tow truck and doing what others told him “couldn’t be done.”
I told the story of how I stood on a stepladder as he watched me scrape wallpaper off the wall with my fingernails for hours instilling a sense of drive, purpose and will.
There was more to the story. In 1996, when I was 11, the house that my father spent two years fixing up nearly burned to the ground. The papers and local contractors declared the house uninhabitable.
My dad invested blood, sweat, tears and everything else he had in…