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As Marv sorted out his work status, his family of four was living with the maternal grandparents in a little clapboard house on the Balboa Peninsula.

Once a summer beach shack, it had been converted over the years into two stories, four bedrooms. In high school, she held several swimming records in the butterfly.

Into this tableau ambles a tall man with faded-orange hair cropped close around a crowning bald spot, giving him the aspect of a tonsured monk. Somebody tosses him a football, like a speaking stick. I played waaaay before you guys were even born." Without his sunglasses, resting now atop his head, his blue eyes look pale and unsure.

His face is all angles, his fair skin is sunburned and heavily freckled, his lips are deeply lined, the back of his neck is weathered like an old farmer's. Raised much of his life on the picturesque Balboa Peninsula, he speaks in the loopy dialect of a surfer dude.

Whistles trill and coaches bark, mothers camp in folding chairs in the welcoming shade of the school building, younger siblings romp.

Fathers hover on the periphery, wincing with every missed tackle and dropped pass.

Nearly seventy, he has bull shoulders and a nimbus of curly gray hair. In about a minute, he has summarized the entire first half of his life. "Correctamundo," Todd replies, at ease now, playing to the crowd, not really thinking about what's coming next — which has always been his biggest strength and maybe also his biggest weakness. Todd was the quarterback, a twig figure with flaming-orange hair.