The bad news keeps coming. I had no idea that "Skippy" Davison had died. Nor Linda Friedrich, for that matter. We all got our start at Market St. and had some good times on the playground. Skip and I used to play basketball in the gym after Mr. Rovnak had finished beating on us. Skip could "dunk," and I forced him to just about every time I saw him, pestering him to go out for the team. "None of our guys can dunk, Skip, but you and Rick Blomstrom can and neither of you are willing to go out for the team. Rick has bad knees, but what's your excuse?" It was funny!
Skip was tall, lean and easy going. I'd be appreciative of more details about his death. I had often wondered what happened to him. Another great one we won't be seeing in July... --Jerry
