Michael Bube:
CLASS OF 1962
St. Anthony's High SchoolClass of 1962
Santa barbara, CA
Villanova Preparatory SchoolClass of 9999
Ojai, CA
Blessed Sacrament SchoolClass of 1958
Westminster, CA
St. Ann SchoolClass of 1958
Kaneohe, HI
Michael's Story
Life
Present: I am in charge of Alumni Relations for Villanova Preparatory School. Any former students who are not receiving Villanova publications or information on Villanova Reunion Weekend should contact me at the school and let me know because not getting contacts from us means we don't have your correct contact information. It also means we can't get you connected to your friends and classmates. You will have to look us up since Classmates doesn't allow contact information to be posted here.
Way Past: I left Blessed Sacrament School in Westminster and moved to Hawaii when my dad was stationed with the Marines there. That was great duty for him and for the family. St Ann School was run by the great Maryknoll Sisters and we lived a kind of Huck Finn existence catching crawdads in the taro patches and pulling bananas, guavas and mangos off of farmers' trees.
Past: after graduating from St Anthony's, I went to college but dropped out. I joined the Air Force, trained in medical administration and spent 2 years at McChord AFB in Tacoma WA, a year at Cam Ranh Bay AFB in Vietnam, a few months at Andrews AFB in DC and then departed the service. I wanted to be either fabulously wealthy or evangelically poor and I didn't believe I could do either in the service. However, I had no talent for wealth and was dissuaded from joining a religious order when I left the service. Instead I returned to college to get a degree in English Lit. While in college I worked for the Los Angeles Police Department and continued this for a couple of years after graduating. Then I sold real estate which I realized after a few years that I had no talent for, but it led me into real estate appraising for a savings and loan, which I enjoyed and was talented at. However, I held the idea of a return to a religious order in the back of my mind. Getting caught up in the job and not wanted to give up seniority and retirement held me back in the main, but getting laid off freed me up to consider it in earnest. I got a job but began to pursue this other idea of religious life. I applied to the Augustinians and was accepted. I have been asked why I did not return to the Franciscans. I felt that I had romanticized them in such a way that I would never be really happy, as in 'you can't go home again'. I entered intending to be a priest, but during my training I just never felt comfortable with the idea of preaching and hearing ...Expand for more
confessions. I did feel very comfortable being part of the Order as a brother. In the Augustinians (and probably in most religious orders post Vatican II) religious brothers became equal in community standing with priests. Until then as you may recall, a brother was often considered to be a failed priest. I completed my theology after the usual 4 years and returned to California ready for work. My first assignment was working at St Patrick's in San Diego. This continued for 11 years. Then I was assigned as director of social services at our 400-unit, low-income housing project in San Diego near the Mexican border. In the summer of 2004 I was sent to Ojai to work at our boarding school, Villanova Preparatory School. My work there is varied. We are a small province of about 35 in a world-wide Order of about 3,000. In the summer of 2002 we had a reunion at SAS and I caught up with a number of classmates. However, I haven't been able to find about a third of my classmates, including James Scott who graduated with me in 1962. I have given up trying to find people since I pretty much exhausted the internet resources.
Military
I wept when I was assigned as a medic since I thought I would have to walk around on cat feet being quiet all day long. Also, I think it was an affront to my ego since it didn't take such a high AFSC score to become a medic and it was my last choice for job preference. However, after working as a medic for awhile, I realized it was the best duty imaginable and I have recommended it to countless numbers of young people over the years. I was in medical administration, so I guess I would have liked any kind of administration, but there was really something special about the men and women that I worked with. We had a unique identity that even non-military people could identify. I was proud of being a medic. For many years I kept in touch with a friend that I met in Vietnam. He was a lifesaver when it came time to readjust to civilian life. We would often meet for coffee or dinner. I haven't seen him for about 20 years but I still remember him well. I did not keep in touch with my roommate at McChord, but I recently met up with him through his sister who is registered here at Classmates. I have found Classmates valuable in making contacts, but it does take a bit of creative thinking to find people. We haven't corresponded yet, but it was a real pleasure talking to him by phone.
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