The last time I saw Wayne was when he gave me a ride in his yellow Corvette, perhaps summer of 1966. I was hoping to see him and reminisce about that day and also to see where life had taken him.... I was sad to be notified of yet another classmate's death. We are at that age when each day, every day, is precious.
Doris Feld (Hansen)
The last time I saw Wayne was when he gave me a ride in his yellow Corvette, perhaps summer of 1966. I was hoping to see him and reminisce about that day and also to see where life had taken him.... I was sad to be notified of yet another classmate's death. We are at that age when each day, every day, is precious.
Doris Hansen
Michael Kwas
sad, too young, I remember him and our fun n the good old daysi