Monday, July 11, 2022
Lost track of my childhood friend over the years. Dean was at times a very funny guy. One time when we were young men, after having a few beers, a group of us (there was about 6 or 8 of us guys) decided to go to the local White Castle for something to eat. Dean, with his long lanky frame strolled up to the counter (there were no drive ins back then) and told the gal behind the counter to get him “six gut bombs and a stomach pump to go”. Everyone there, including those who were not part of our group busted out laughing. The manager wasn’t very happy but good old Dean turned on the charm and made the manager smile and he got his gut bombs. I’ve gotten a laugh from everyone I’ve ever told this story to. You were much too young to leave us so soon. R.I.P. old pal. Wes Hickman