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That Guy

That kid you grew up with. You’ve known him since you can remember. His kid brother, too. First guy to get a motorcycle. Hung with the biker crowd but unfailingly polite to parents. Gave the real rowdies what for more than once.

Great athlete. First kid in your group to throw a curve ball; you remember watching his dad teach him in their back yard. The kid every other kid in the neighborhood looked up to. Dad, Navy WW2. Mom, Kentucky born & raised. Both gone now.

Off to Vail after High School to build houses all summer & ski […]

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