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First time I ever, in a sense, met Brandon, was one summer day in the early ‘90s, around 12 years old. We stumbled onto his fam’s property adjacent to Grass Lawn. We stood in marvel at the tree house, went to climb up to it, and suddenly felt a bite in the rear area. Brandon was a sharp shooter with that pellet gun. We became friends in junior that fall. He was my best friend for many years. Many years when we weren’t welcome into other cliques or invited to parties we had a great time...
Steve Kittel
September 07, 2024 | Friend