In Memory

Don Cole

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12/21/14 02:15 PM #1    

Frank Bruewer

Before high school days, Donnie was a childhood friend of mine. We often spent summer days in Hunter Park playing baseball and chasing all the girls. I have many fond memories of those days and those times with Donnie. But one sore spot was a nasty spill in front of his house. I skinned both my knees so badly that I could not walk. Donnie's father carried me three blocks to my home. Here's to you on the other side.


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