Michael C. Jungles

It's Matt Ingratta, your dad's friend Don's son. I remember you bringing a pickup truck full of wood, you must have been 16-18, to have a bonfire at your dad's place in camp lake. We lit the fire and hung out with our dads. Leroy, i think Johnny was there..you knew the crowd..shooting soviet millitary flares that Leroy had over the lake. You and your dad can ride anywhere you want to now together. When my dad and I cross over we will look you both up and we can take that ride across Europe together that our dad's never got to take when your old man passed away. You are in my family's prayers. we gonna say a rosary for you man.