"Twenty years ago or so later, I was attending a ceremony celebrating local law enforcement officials and ran into Deputy Gordon. He was sitting at a table with Shirley, and still looking fit and trim and ruddy, like a cartoonist's cross of Ichabod Crane and Broderick Crawford. He gave me a big grin as I approached him to shake his hand.
"Well Hello young man! Mr. sludgo if I recall. Brown Gremlin 'X'? White stripe?"
I smiled and laughed. Told him I couldn't believe he remembered…"
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