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Rob Bradford

Sunday, March 29th, 2009

rob1Rob Bradford was certainly one of the nicest guys in the whole elementary school. In fact, he was probably a little too nice for the likes of me. But that notwithstanding, I went through periods of time during my days at Fairbrook Elementary when Rob and I were the best of friends. In fact, I’d say that he was probably about my best friend during our fifth grade year in Mrs. Owens’ class, where we had become the two resident chubby boys. And with the short similar names, people were always getting us confused with each other. Read the rest of this entry »

Sarah Boian…and Jason Too

Tuesday, March 24th, 2009

sar4OK, there aren’t many gals who I’ve known in my life that would take too kindly to being strangled by me, as seen at left in a photo taken in early 2000. But Sarah Boian was obviously quite good-natured and good-humored. In fact, she was one of my very favorite people to work with. I began working in the front office with Sarah at the beginning of 1998 when I first transferred to the Kroger on Forrer Blvd. This store closed a month later and we were transferred to the new Dorothy Lane Store. For the next two years, I had the pleasure of working with Sarah in that store until I transferred to Xenia in 2000. Read the rest of this entry »

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Tuesday, February 10th, 2009

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Chris Runck…Small World

Sunday, January 25th, 2009

runck2.jpgTo the best of my recollection, I first met Chris Runck at the RYC (Regional Youth Conference) at Manchester College in North Manchester, Indiana during the Spring of 1988. Along with Lee McAdams, he would join me as we stole away for a cigarette amidst the Brethren Church proceedings (under some bridge as I recall?). We bacame fast friends and would go on to hang out quite a bit over the next three years’ worth of Youth Camps during the Summers. And like Lee, the last that I saw him was when I drove away from my last week of Youth Camp at Woodland Altars during the Summer of 1990.

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