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During the summer of 1970 early one morning I went past the Cipollone family home on Winton Ave. in Havertown and saw John by the house. I knew him as the father of Mike, whom I went to school with. He asked where was I going so early in the day and I said I was on my way to Philadelphia for a pre-induction physical. I had drawn a mid-range number in the previous year's draft lottery and was told to come in for a physical, so I assumed I was going to be drafted soon. He immediately responded...
Joe Adelizzi
April 07, 2021 | Friend