The Wheel Man
Jimbo wasn’t much of a walker. So in the years before he was old enough to drive, I’d hoof it over to his place and we would mount up on...
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First Beers
We all have such a story. This is Jimbo’s & mine. Not sure how it was before Marc was out of the house, but 110 Allendale drive had a...
The Golden Age of the Key Club
Once upon a time, high school kids weren’t forced at the point of a righteous bayonet to perform community service. And (brace yourself )...
Authorship Disclaimer (aka WWJD?)
WWJD? Stands for “What would Jesus do?”. When those soft rubber bracelets were a new & novel thing – ones etched with WWJD? were pretty...
Kissing Cameron Diaz
My father loved telling me this story. There is no proof that any events were true, but I guess we will just have to believe that it...
The Croc Wrestler
Jimbo would always tell little little white lies that would spiral into so much more. One of these lies was that he was a crocodile...
My Sweet Bouncer
Jimbo and I were classmates at Rye High School. He was one of those guys who was just a sweetheart and friends with everyone. He was my...
The Cow Fell Over
It was a family gathering over Thanksgiving dinner. Stories were being exchanged by all in a jovial fashion. A six year old Jimbo could...
Fireworks Interruptus
I was able to purchase some quite illegal fireworks to set off at the dock at Candlewood Lake a few years ago. The police received a...
Clinton Encounter
President Clinton was an avid golfer, and so was Jimbo. Their paths literally crossed one day on Jimbo's home course in Syracuse. Each...
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