No...it was at a house on Kelton Street, I believe. Chet took the night off for this one AND rented a tux. There were about fifty people there and sometimes there would be only one hapless guest in the living room all by himself. Everyone else was skulking around behind closed doors up to god knows what. Bernard K Smith earned consummate gentleman status that night. We were having one of those four-thirty in the morning earnest conversations, both of us supported by the opposite sides a door frame. We were so fucked up everything was happening in slow motion. Every five minutes or so, I'd excuse myself, take the two steps into the bathroom, close the door and hurl like it was the end of the world. I would rinse off and return to my spot in the doorway and Bernie would start up the conversation right where we had left off like I hadn't been gone at all. Never mentioned the vomiting at all or alluded to the fact that I must have looked and smelled like a corpse. Such a sweetheart.
hi, this is her great neice rae-lynn. my grandmother, mary beth is her sister and the family is trying to find her son nicki bo. there was a family sickness and was trying to get in contact with him.
Rae-Lynn, I have never had direct contact with Nicki Bo, but I will ask around and see if I can find out anything for you. E-mail me at tontileo@gmail directly if you'd like to keep things private. I'm sorry there is illness in your family and hope things turn out well. I will let you know as soon as I hear anything.
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Was that one of your bday parties at Chet's?
No...it was at a house on Kelton Street, I believe. Chet took the night off for this one AND rented a tux. There were about fifty people there and sometimes there would be only one hapless guest in the living room all by himself. Everyone else was skulking around behind closed doors up to god knows what. Bernard K Smith earned consummate gentleman status that night. We were having one of those four-thirty in the morning earnest conversations, both of us supported by the opposite sides a door frame. We were so fucked up everything was happening in slow motion. Every five minutes or so, I'd excuse myself, take the two steps into the bathroom, close the door and hurl like it was the end of the world. I would rinse off and return to my spot in the doorway and Bernie would start up the conversation right where we had left off like I hadn't been gone at all. Never mentioned the vomiting at all or alluded to the fact that I must have looked and smelled like a corpse. Such a sweetheart.
hi, this is her great neice rae-lynn. my grandmother, mary beth is her sister and the family is trying to find her son nicki bo. there was a family sickness and was trying to get in contact with him.
Rae-Lynn, I have never had direct contact with Nicki Bo, but I will ask around and see if I can find out anything for you. E-mail me at tontileo@gmail directly if you'd like to keep things private. I'm sorry there is illness in your family and hope things turn out well. I will let you know as soon as I hear anything.
Hi...I can pass a message on to him or his dad.. Stephan
I am nikki bo sons mother. He has a son named reggie condon. Email me at londonherman8@gmail.com
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