Our class of 2-6-61 started with 72 and ended with 63, as I recall. Don sat to my left in the back row in the classroom; we were “framed” by Ulrich and Zolkowski. Don’s previous employment had been as a railroad cop. He spoke of having ridden the rails (train tracks) walking along the tops of railroad cars looking for hoboes who might have sneaked a free ride in one of the boxcars. He and I were the “runners” in our academy class. DI Joe Ferrell “couldn’t” (apparently) keep up with us on Heartbreak Hill and would yell “Go ahead!” (Didn’t catch the third word, as it was a bit under his breath) We would, and that actually gave us a breather while waiting for the “troops” to catch up.
My positive thoughts are with you my friend.
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