Michael Alan Pogue was a really good guy. He was a Junior when I met him. He gave this lowly freshman a ride to high school on mornings when he saw me walking. We talked about normal things. I admired him. I was hugely sadden when word came of his death. I would go on to enlist. Went to...
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