Edward Monica

Vince was a dear friend for many years. We enjoyed chatting about our world travels, and his stories were spellbinding. A favorite memory is him driving me to Hotel Hershey in the Daimler Benz limo for a birthday dinner with my Uncle Albert. Rest well, dear friend

Vincent was my next door neighbor for many years and a friend for a few more. For those of us who knew him more than a little, he was easily one of the most interesting personas to cross our paths, lifetime. I could easily hold the attention of many others while regaling the stories of and about Vince. One could easily question the validity of whatever tale he was expounding upon, then verify it by saying, "Only Vince!" LOL His intellect, wit and charm were boundless. Then later, he would...