James Kitchen (Class of 68)

Andrews mom and my mom were friends. We lived about a block from each other. I wasn't friends with Andrew but I knew him. He had a Honda 750 and and always had money, lots of it without working. He flaunted it. It cost him his life, someone did him in. He died young. No one knows who did it. My mom continued to be friends with his mom and in their later failing years Andrews mom went to a nursing home. Sometimes I would take my mom to visit her and Mrs Locke would tell my mom "see what a good son Andrew is he goes and gets you and brings you to the nursing home to visit me" After my mom died sometimes I would visit Mrs Locke. In her failing memory she thought I was her son.