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I first met Ralph when my family moved into a Victorian on the same street in which he lived.  I was in the fifth grade, so was he, and that was just about all we had in common.   It took us a long time to get along, it happened slowly.  I started to go to his house to read comic books and drink iced tea his mother would make us.  To me, it was a pretty good set-up.  The summer would be long, and although I found him odd, peculiar, he did have a way of making me laugh at myself. 

It wasn’t long before I met my best friend Patrice who got along with Ralph just fine, and before long we were a thing, the three of us.  We went everywhere together.  Over time, there was no doubt in either of our minds that Ralph was the funniest kid in…

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Posted April 7, 2012 by pennylibertygbow in Uncategorized

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