Frank Ganley
I met Steve " pits" Armstrong when i went to whetstone high as a senior. The street he lived on had a great corner to speed around. This particular day i was driving the fastest 1962 chevy impala stationwagon powered by a monster 6 banger. I was driving with vicki johnson. I took the corner just a bit too fast ,hopped over the curb and planted the rear passenger door in that tree. Vicki encouraged me to take off and drive up to Steve's house. Steve came up with a brilliant plan. 1 pour a sandys mikeshake on the dashboard and me as this would be a good excuse for the accident. It worked to the extent of getting a thicket for failure to yield to a tree, invade operation off a car and then getting the cramp beat out of me by my dad. Having retouched via Facebook but never going to Naples to we him. I will miss his posts of his family and his bonsais. Rip say hello to gatterdam for us.