My recollections of Joe are
as young kids growing up together in River Edge, NJ in the 50's.
We attended the same grade school, joined
the same Boy Scout Troop, and ran around together for some time.
We attended different high schools and
as a consequence I saw him infrequently after that.
He must have been at Notre Dame when
I joined the Navy in '61.
I was in River Edge recently, Joe, and
I drove by your house on Manning Ave.
I remember when you and I would walk
past the house that Mickey Mantle rented during the baseball season when
he first came to the majors, hoping to catch him outside and get his autograph.
I recalled the forts we would build
in the woods down the street from my house, the Boy Scout camping trip,
the Little League games ... all of it.
I know your family is proud of your
service to our Country and I hope that is solace enough for them.
"All gave some, some gave all."
Just remembering....
