The prose that always excites me most is the prose I’m currently writing. Right now that’s a memoir, I Watched My Dad Beat Jimmy Hoffa

When I was a freshman in college, my father, Tom Coffey, owned and operated Coffey’s Transfer Company. His 25-truck line ran from Omaha through central Nebraska and dropped into Kansas. That school year, 1955-56, I watched Jimmy Hoffa’s Teamsters run Dad out of business. (See “Bomb Scare”). 

But the fight wasn’t over. My dad sued the Teamsters and collected, a rarity. In 1958, his testimony about the Teamsters before Robert Kennedy at the McClellan Committee helped create the Landrum-Griffin Act with its curbs on labor activities. 

A chapter of my Great Plains Patchwork: A Memoir describes my father’s clash with Hoffa but since then I’ve expanded my Teamsters research considerably. Thanks to a grant from the Nebraska Humanities Council, I prepared an illustrated lecture, “Jimmy Hoffa in Nebraska.” Later I presented it in the Teamsters Hall, IBT Local 554, Omaha, and at the 36th Annual Missouri Valley History Conference, among other places.


I plan to publish Jack Loscutoff’s unpublished books. Jack is a poet, playwright, and author of a Sci Fi novel, The Cloud of Doom (Brillig Books, 2005).

We co-wrote, JackJack & JuneBug: A Love Song in Poems and Posts. It contains our steamy love poems as well as posts I wrote before and after Jack died September 9, 2015.
Now I’m busy preparing his book, Aunt Gussie’s Socks and other family stories. Many of these stories take place on San Francisco’s Potrero Hill, a working class haven for Russian immigrants, like his parents. Here he writes about setting fire to a store attic, wrestling with English and later with Spanish, watching a teacher “tortured,” and playing doctor.