Never Mind
Ron lived across the street from us on York in the mid 50’s. We invented a game of football with one-man teams. I remember the day we were messing with his chemistry set and he shook a vial of something that exploded in his face…no damage except his pride. Years later he was always at our poker games with friends from Central. We’ll keep an empty chair for him from now on. Always smiling. I am better for having known him and proud to call him FRIEND. Mike Beck.