Tornado, when the campfires burn down low at Camp Bradley
there is a whisper of a booster who may have been some of
these things. Yet who were we to know? We unwashed
innocents at Main and Bradley Avenue for our first time.
Those "old" guys (mostly 3rd year seniors or grad students)
would intone one unique name and we could only nod. The
name was "Blackie".
there is a whisper of a booster who may have been some of
these things. Yet who were we to know? We unwashed
innocents at Main and Bradley Avenue for our first time.
Those "old" guys (mostly 3rd year seniors or grad students)
would intone one unique name and we could only nod. The
name was "Blackie".
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