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3/26/08
Danny Holterman
Where are you? When I last saw you in New York and you were working for K-Mart. I still have your grandfathers army patch.
My mom still talks about you and of our trip to her home. She remembers how you fixed things and listened to her and made her feel important. "The Ohio airport is in KENTUCKY!?"
I remember how you changed your image over the summer. You came back to school with long hair, hard rocker madness, pocket knives, chains, and contacts. No one is stupid enough to pick on the scary kid.
I don't want any thing from you other than to know you made it and are happy.
My mom still talks about you and of our trip to her home. She remembers how you fixed things and listened to her and made her feel important. "The Ohio airport is in KENTUCKY!?"
I remember how you changed your image over the summer. You came back to school with long hair, hard rocker madness, pocket knives, chains, and contacts. No one is stupid enough to pick on the scary kid.
I don't want any thing from you other than to know you made it and are happy.
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