At Campion Bill prospered, rarely getting beaten up by his classmates, and finding time to excel in Latin and Greek (though not in football or basketball).  Graduating near the top of his class, he accepted a scholarship to John Carroll University, hoping to become a forensic pathologist (he wanted to be a doctor like his father, but recognizing early on that his people skills would always be inadequate for dealing with live patients, he planned to have a practice using only dead ones.)

At John Carroll, however, he was tricked by wicked advisors into enrolling in a Liberal Arts curriculum, and subsequently led astray by an evil classmate named Bill Larkin who promised to open a nuclear science laboratory with him if only he would switch to physics as a major.  When that classmate then took up English Literature as a major, Bill closed his ears to any further advice and doggedly finished his studies in physics.  (During his senior year he spent much time away from school, serving as the National President of the National Federation of Catholic College Students.)

Emerging from John Carroll with honors, Bill then betook himself to Case Institute of Technology (now Case Western Reserve University) for graduate studies.  His doctoral dissertation, 'Structure of Low Lying Levels of Lithium 6,' failed to produce a Nobel Prize, but its title clearly bespoke the dactylic influence of his Campion days.

There is lots more to tell about events, from then until he was awarded NASA's Exceptional Service Medal at millenium's end, but the story-teller has exhausted himself for today.