To the editor:

Let me tell you about Harry Dodge. I met Harry perhaps 12 years ago or so. I was in charge of the landscaping where he lived. Harry would come out and talk with me until I would say, “Harry, I’ve got to get back to work.” He told me stories, told me how when he was a young boy, his mother said, “You see that girl next door? You walk her to school, make sure she gets there safe.” Harry married that girl, and she was the only girl Harry ever kissed.

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