CARMELO J. SALAMONE

I remember my uncle Carl as a strong, tough cigar smoking man. He drove a truck and loved chatting with my dad, Coloman. He liked working on cars and the best story I remember is when Coloman Stefchek, Bob Pritchard and Carl went fishing and they did not have a licence. The police came and Coloman and Carl took off and the police officer got Bob and he told the police officer that he wasn't the only one and that the other guys ran off down the road. Carl and my dad, Coloman, never let Bob...