tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11288911.post114226810148399617..comments2024-02-17T10:19:19.982-05:00Comments on HolyJuan: Fred’s SisterHolyJuanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657032956798346089noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11288911.post-1142609049944114102006-03-17T10:24:00.000-05:002006-03-17T10:24:00.000-05:00i know what you mean. there's a lot of things gro...i know what you mean. there's a lot of things growing up that I don't remember. But I'll never forget the boy that lived behind my grandparents. We used to pick on him unmercifully. He would stand up on the fence and my sister and I would taunt him most days, all in good fun. His mother was killed in a car crash and his father committed suicide. The kid's name was Frances Jospeh Keller and for some reason, I can't forget it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com