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05/20/2010

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Vince Principato

I thought that "knuckles" might be the nickname of a friend, we all had one.
But your piece vividly brought me back to the tension of that game particularly as
the game wore on and your hand reddened and then on a real bad day purpled.
And the next summer day, we nervously looked for the deck and the thrill of it all.
Funny how we made all kinds of fun on our own. Friendship ran true and deep.

Dolores Salvatore


I AM IN WORK SITTING AT MY DESK WITH TEARS RUNNING DOWN MY FACE. EVERYTHING YOU WROTE ABOUT KNUCKELS IS SO TRUE. AND YOU DESCRIBED THERESA JUST THE WAY I REMEMBER HER, ALWAYS GIVING. THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES.

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