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Jimmy was my first and best friend during my childhood. He lived right across the street, and we spent our days together in the woods that surrounded Woodland Avenue. We built forts, played army with the other neighborhood boys, skated on the frozen ponds, and even managed to light a small brushfire that careened out of control and resulted in a visit by the Mountain Lakes Fire Department. At some point during our teenage years, Jim and I drifted into different circles of friends, and we lost...
Bob Braunohler
September 17, 2010 | Washington, DC


