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Gary Munsch my roommate at Otterbein
had a girlfriend at home 
a girlfriend to visit weekends
weekend after weekend he returned Sunday with clean clothes.
The first-semester freshman didn’t take a second term.
A neighborhood friend Gary was the first athlete I knew
running effortlessly as if not trying and fast
long straight hair in high school 71 and 72
friends could sleep over
smoke a bag of pot in the basement
ask each other are you getting high
listen to Grand Funk James Gang
In A Gada Da Vida 
waking up at 2 or 3 AM I’d walk several blocks home.
Gary’s dad was a cop
a crime scene photographer
years before I knew Weegee
the clear plastic slipcovers in their living room
preserved sofa and chair.