“I have an old Navy buddy who’s in the athletic department of another college and he’s coming into town to scout some of the players.”
Pop didn’t see anything wrong with it, so he said sure.
As you both were getting into Uncle Joe’s car, our father asked him, “What’s your friend’s name?”
“Jerry Sandusky,” Uncle Joe said, speeding off.
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